AllFreeNovel
Share Us
If I hadn't just slammed my hand against the wall, his face would be a pretty good candidate for the target of my palm.
I glare at him instead. "I wasn't crossing the road, I was looking for my car."
"Oh, the valet is bringing it?" he asks, eyes widening, glancing behind me at the darkened apartment lobby.
"Ye-es," I lie. That’s just going to have to do, I’m not about to admit that my car is probably in ten different parts at this point.
"Kiara?"
I really wish he’d stop saying my name. I don’t like how much I like how it sounds. Much, much too much.
"What?" I snap.
"There's no valet here, is there?"
Shit.
I square my jaw and set my face while waving my hand in the air. "Oh, that's right. I must have parked it in the parking lot down there. I guess I’ll be seeing you," I say, as nonchalantly as I can.
I move past him, walking confidently towards a parking lot that doesn’t exist.
He falls in step beside me.
My feet stop once I realize he’s following me. "Um, where are you going?"
"I'm walking you to your car, of course."
"I don't need an escort!" Not one with crystal blue eyes, in a tailored navy suit, and called Kylian Baxter anyway.
"It’s no problem." He leans in and gives me a wink. "Think of it as a favor for an old friend."
My eyes narrow. "We're not old friends."
"I meant your brother, Kiara."
That’s the last thing I want to hear. "Ugh! Then I definitely don't want you following me."
For some reason that makes him grin. "Why not? You fighting with Nathan?"
"No. I just don't need him knowing my business."
Kylian pulls an invisible zipper across his lips. "I won't say a word."
"I have an even better proposition for you."
"Let's hear it."
I point to the spot where he’s standing. "How about you stay right here? Me, I walk to my car, alone. And you just tell Nathan you walked me to my car. Everyone's happy."
He frowns and tilts his head, pretending to be deep in thought. Then he shakes his head, "No deal."
"Kylian!"
"Hey, I never take the first offer," he drawls.
A groan slips out of my mouth, loud and annoyed. The thousands of times I've heard my father and Nathan say the same thing.
"Geez, is that in the How to Be a Cliché Businessman Handbook or something?"
