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The doorbell rang, and I shook off whatever the fuck I was feeling.
Nervous.
Excited.
I wasn’t that guy. This was dinner. With an employee.
So what if my right hand had been hard at work for weeks with thoughts of her?
I hadn’t acted on anything.
Yet.
I didn’t do relationships or feelings or any of that shit.
And Hugh Reynolds was right. His sister was all goodness. The kind of girl that deserved that fairy-tale bullshit.
I pulled the door open, and she stood there in a light blue trench coat.
“Hey, Bossman. I’m starving.” She marched right past me toward the kitchen like she owned the place. Maybe after her over-the-top singing performance in my closet, she kind of did.
I poured us each a glass of wine and set hers in front of her before sitting down at the table across from her.
I picked up my fork to dive in, and she held up her glass and raised a brow. I dropped my fork and did the same.
“Cheers to you for acknowledging that you were wrong. Even if you couldn’t really say it, you sort of did.”
“I’ll drink to that, but only because I’m thirsty.” I smirked.
We clinked our glasses, and I took a sip, my gaze never leaving hers.
“How was the date?”
“Well, I think I got him back with his ex. We talked it through, and then I helped him send her a text message, and they’re talking again. So, I guess it was successful.” She smiled.
And my goddamn chest squeezed.
A smile from Georgia Reynolds was better than any gift I’d ever received. My family had a shit ton of money, and material things were the only way they knew how to show love, so that was saying something.
“Of course, you got them back together. Do all the Reynolds kids channel their inner therapist? Your brother seems like a pretty deep dude. I saw him at the restaurant.”
“Hugh’s got the biggest heart, but he pretends to be this big, tough guy. And Cage acts like a grump, but he’d give you the shirt off his back. Finn is a lover, and he doesn’t try to hide it. Brinkley is tough as nails, but loyal to the core. So, I guess, yeah, they’ve all got magical qualities, you know?” She bit down on her bottom lip as she thought about it. “Tell me about your brother.”
“My brother is… angry. He hates our father. Hates the pressure that comes with being a Lancaster. Wants nothing to do with the family business, aside from spending the money. And there’s plenty of it, so no one really fights him on it.”
“He sounds like he’s just lost.” Her dark blue eyes were filled with empathy. “Money can only buy you things. It can’t buy you happiness or love. Why is he so angry?”
I finished eating my rib and dropped the bone onto the plate as I thought it over. I didn’t do deep conversations—ever.
I liked to keep my private life private.
But I trusted Georgia Reynolds for reasons that I couldn’t fully comprehend.
I let out a long breath. “Our father is an asshole. Not like the type of assholes that you know, or even like the last one you dated. He’s a real dark fucker.”
“Tell me.”
“Do I need to have you sign an NDA first?” I teased, but it wasn’t really a joke. I protected our secrets just like everyone in our family did.
