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“I know where London is,” I spit back.
“Congratulations for having the geographical knowledge of a toddler.”
“Don’t talk to my sister that way.” Jay glares at him. “That’s mean.”
Daniel grunts, but he doesn’t reply. Instead he glances at me. “Book the tickets for the trip. We’re leaving today and returning on Monday.”
Jay’s eyes bug out as he swallows his pancakes. “We’re really going to London?”
“No,” I say with a force that rattles my body and causes Lolli to jump away from the seat next to me. Inhaling deeply, I stare at Daniel. “Can I have a word with you?”
“Make an appointment for it.” He doesn’t look at me as he reads the news on his iPad.
I show Jay my fakest smile. “Can you have the rest of your breakfast in your room, baby?”
He sighs. “I can’t continue living with you guys if you keep kissing every second. At least tone it down until I have my own place when I’m eighteen.”
“That’s not…” I trail off, lost for words.
“Are we really going to London, Dan?” my brother asks, completely ignoring me.
“Yes. Start packing,” he tells him, still lost in his iPad.
“Okay!” My brother trots to his room, holding a plate full of syrupy pancakes.
Daniel ordered them but didn’t eat a bite.
“I’m not going to London,” I tell him.
“Good thing you don’t have a say in it.”
“I have no reason to be there when the trial is weeks away.”
“I do.”
“Good for you. That doesn’t concern me.”
“You’re my assistant, so I say it does concern you.”
“Is this work-related?”
“In a way.”
“You only have golf and a few international calls this weekend. There was no fine print about London anywhere.”
“Emergency work.”
“Then go on your own.” I pluck the iPad from his hand, breathing as harshly as a cornered animal. “And look at me when you’re talking to me.”
He slowly lifts his head, his face a blank slate of emotions. A void with no intention of ever being filled.
And the worst part is that he looks like he’s in his element, extremely handsome in his khaki trousers and a white polo shirt with his brown hair styled and his face clean-shaven.
Why was I so worried about telling him again? It’s not like he cares.
Never did and never will.
“I know your face, Nicole. No need to worship at its altar all the time.” He pauses. “If I didn’t clarify it yet, you have no choice and you’re coming with me as my assistant.”
