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Bronson pops his head in the door, pulling me out of my thoughts. When I nod, he walks inside and shuts the door behind him.
“Wasn’t that the woman you were pictured in that article with?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure that it’s a good idea to have her in your office? I’m sure that somebody out there took pictures of her if they recognized her.”
I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose. “And if they did, I know who to fire.”
Bronson nods and pulls out his phone. “In other news, you have a meeting in ten minutes with Blue Ridge Realty.”
“You’re not going to ask more about her? I figured you would be chomping at the bit to know anything.”
He shrugs. “You can tell me what you want. You know my lips are sealed when it comes to matters like that. But, to be quite honest, I don’t have any interest in who you’re sleeping with.”
Bronson gives me a shit-eating grin and sits down across from me. I can see the curiosity in his eyes but I know he’s telling the truth. He’s not going to press me for any details I don’t want to give.
“Are you staying for the meeting?”
He shrugs and grabs a notepad and a pen from my desk. “I have nothing better to do.”
I’m in the middle of my meeting with Blue Ridge Realty about a large commercial property I want to transform into a mall when my cell phone starts ringing.
Bronson grabs it from the corner of the desk and looks down at it while I keep my focus on my video call.
When he spins the phone around, my stomach twists. Kendall’s name flashes across the screen before the ringing stops. It starts again, her name still flashing.
“I’m sorry, I have to cut this meeting short. I have a family emergency that I’ve just been informed of.”
I end the video call before taking my phone from Bronson. He chuckles as I slide my thumb across the screen.
“Kendall?”
“Took you long enough to answer. I have a problem.” Though she sounds like she’s trying to stay calm, there is a slight hint of panic in her voice. “It’s Blake’s day off and your driver isn’t answering me so I didn’t know who else to call.”
“Kendall, it’s fine. What’s going on? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” she says, the panic leaving her voice.
My stomach drops as I realize she was worried about calling me, not whatever else is going on that prompted her to call me.
“Then what’s going on?” I sigh and lean back in my chair. I jerk my chin at Bronson and get his attention. “I’ll make sure that I talk to my driver about not answering when you call. That is unacceptable.”
Bronson scribbles down a note which I suspect has something to do with firing my driver. The man will be lucky to still have a job after I’m done with him.
He’s still new, so this is the first and last mistake he’ll make. I pay him to be available to me and my staff throughout the day. I will not tolerate him not answering his phone during work hours.
“Yeah, well, I wouldn’t have tried bothering any of you but I forgot my wallet at home so I can’t even call for a tow truck.”
“Why do you need a tow truck?”
My mind goes to the worst possible situations, imagining her car bashed up and in pieces on the side of the road.
“My car won’t start. I pulled over because I thought I heard a strange noise and then I turned it off when I got out to look. Got back in and tried to start it again and then the damn thing wouldn’t start.”
“Why didn’t you take one of the cars that works?”
“Are you going to come help me or are you going to lecture me? If I wanted a lecture about the state of my car, I could call Zara.”
