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“Hmm.Keep on playing and you won’t.”
“Don’t say that.”
She ate a few morespoonful’sof food. “Do you have any plans for today?”
“Honestly… no.”
“Oh, good. I saw there was a carnival somewhere,and I wanted to go to play some games.”
My eyebrows went together. “What? Why?”
“Because it’s what I want to do. You’re never too old for the carnival, Mr. Dymon.”
“It’s not that. You know how our situation is. We can’t really be seen together like that.”
Her face fell. “Oh, well, I’ll go by myself.Wait. Fiona and Price hang out a lot, and I assume no one bats an eye.”
“I am notPrice,and you are not Fiona.”
“Why can’t co-workers hang out?”
“You are not my co-worker. You are my employee. There is a difference.”
“Got it.”
“Quinci, don’t—” my phone vibrated against the table. Manciniflashed on thescreen. “Danger,” I answered.
“I’m at your spot waiting on you. How long will it be before you get here?”
“Probably an hour or little more.”
“Bet. I got time,” he replied and ended the call.
“Put on some clothes. And pack a bag.”
“Why?”
“Because if I recall, the expectations werethat you were supposed to stay with me on the weekends anyway.”
“You’re right.”
* * *
We’d been ridingfor the last twentyminutes,and she hadn’t said a word to me.She was still mad about the carnival thingbecause she’d asked me again, and I told her no. Then she got even madder when I told her that she wasn’t taking her ass by herself neither.
“Four years ago, my dad got in trouble because of some girls. That’s why I got the company. That’s also why I put the strict no fraternizing rule in there.That’s why no matter how you look at it, it won’t look right with us hanging out at a fair. That’s an intimate thing. If there were, like, a group of people going,that could look better than just us two.”
“People know that Denim hired me, but okay. So, your dad is a…”
“Depends on who you ask.Is my fatheracheatingasshole, yes? A rapist, no. One of his little mistresses gotmad,andshithit the fan.And then more women started coming out trying to get a piece of the pie. You know how it goes.”
“How you know?”
“Private Investigator.People not being able to keep their mouths closed and exposing the other chicks. It was a shitshow for a while. No lie.”
“Oh.And your mother stayed. “
I nodded my head. “She could’ve left. Prenup could have her living straight, but… not like how shelivingnow. So…”
