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“I did, and no one has been fired. They probably should be, but I’m too nice. I can’t just get rid of people that piss me off.”
She chuckled. “The staff at the restaurant, they are all amazing. They work so hard.”
“Oliver told me that they all adored you.”
“That’s good to know.” It filled her with warmth to know that her staff liked her. It was a tough industry. “A good restaurant is down to the team of chefs, waiters, barmen, you name it, all working together to be the best.”
Jackson reached out, moving some hair off her shoulder.
“I’ve only just got out of bed.”
“I can see that.”
“Have you ever thought about quitting?” he asked. “Opening up your own place, or turning that into your own place. Talking to your staff?”
“My parents own that restaurant. This was their agreement. They would pay for my restaurant, but I had to follow their rules.” She had succumbed to their pressure.
“You’re not happy. I really don’t like to see you not happy.”
“Is that what you did? Pulled away from your father’s business, and made your own path?” she asked.
“I wanted to be known as my own person. I’m not the kind of man who can take orders. I’m the one that does the ordering.”
She laughed. “I can see that. You’re the man that always has to be in charge.”
“Which I get from my dad. He was annoyed with me, I know he was, but I knew he was proud of me.”
“Ah, you’re the son. To my parents, I’m supposed to love fashion, luncheons, and being a kept wife, while my husband has a mistress or something like that. You know, drama, wine, and more drama.”
“You never wanted that?”
“Never. It always seemed dull to me, and shallow. Either that or I’m the dumb, shallow one.”
“You’re anything but shallow. I thought you were a bad influence on Bella, and I’m pleased you two got along.”
Rebecca couldn’t help but smile. “Even though we got into some trouble?”
“It was irritating, but I know for a fact it could have been worse. You were the one true friend to my daughter, so thank you.”
“I adore Bella. She’s like the sister I never had.” She giggled. “I guess that makes you my daddy.” She winked at him, and he groaned.
“That is wrong, so wrong.”
“Why? You could be my sugar daddy.” She put her drink on the small coffee table, and took his from him. Straddling his lap, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Don’t you want me to pay up, and show you how grateful I am, Daddy.” She wrinkled her nose, and laughed. “Wrong.”
“Totally wrong.” He gripped her ass and pulled her close.
She rubbed herself on his rock-hard cock, and they both moaned. “The last thing I think when I’m with you is anything parental,” she said.
“The same applies.”
She leaned down, and pressed her lips against his.
Jackson ran his hands up her back, sinking into her hair.
“Should you be at the restaurant?” he asked.
“Yes, I totally should.”
