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“Light brown hair?” Maverick asked.
She nodded. “Needs a trim. Dimple in the right cheek. And a shave, although I don’t mind a guy with a little scruff. Green shirt with sunglasses tucked into the pocket.”
“You sound like a detective.”
“First grade teacher. I’m just observant about some things.”
“Like my brother?”
“Mmm,” she replied, her eyes glazing over at only the thought of the man.
“I’ll be sure to tell Theo you asked after him.”
“Theo,” she repeated, as if testing his name on her tongue. “Yes, tell Theo all about me.”
I didn’t say a word through all of this. I’d been caught red-handed on my boss’s computer. If Mallory wanted to try to pick up Maverick’s brother, she could have at it.
“Well, we should get going,” I prodded. “Ladies’ night, remember?”
I’d never once been so eager to get back to a crowded bar than right now.
“If you’re done, sure,” Mallory said with a shrug as if what was happening wasn’t a big deal, stepping around the desk.
I followed.
“Bridget,” Maverick called.
I stilled, spun on my ugly shoe covered foot. “Yes?”
“Can I talk to you for a minute? About that email?”
Oh shit. My pulse kicked up a notch and my palms began to sweat. “Right. The email. Sure.”
He stared at me. I stared at him, then the industrial carpet-covered floor. Then the water cooler, then back at him.
“Okay, then,” Mallory said, cutting into the uncomfortable silence. “I’ll wait outside.”
She bolted before I could tell her not to leave me.
Maverick took a step closer, then another, until he loomed over me.
“The email,” he said.
“Right.” I licked my lips and his gaze dropped to my mouth. If he hadn’t seen the sex quiz one, then he was talking about the project one I’d sent. “I’m happy to go over the schedule with you, or I can connect with your assistant to set up a meeting.”
“I don’t need Bradley to make dates for me.”
I looked up at him, confused. “He makes dates for you all the–oh, you mean dates.”
“Yes. A date. You. Me.”
I pushed my glasses up. “You’re leaving tomorrow.”
He shook his head. He wasn’t the only brother who needed a haircut. While the sides were clipped fairly short, the top was long, and it swooped over his forehead.
“I’m not going back to Denver. I’m staying here. With Jimenez fired, I’ll lead the project.”
He wasn’t leaving? “Oh.”
