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I scowl. “Absolutely not. I loved it. I want more.”
He crosses his arms over his chest. “We’ll save it for tonight. I can’t have anyone finding out there’s something going on between us. I’ll deal with my sins when we get home. For now, we’re going to be living a double life. You can be my naughty girl at night, but during the conferences today, you need to be my professional PA. I can’t have any distractions while I’m teaching.”
I nod. “Yes, Boss.”
He smiles. “Maybe I’ll even reward you for it later.”
ChapterTwenty-Three
Mariana
“I can’t believe you know Vanessa Gallo,” Jake says.
This outside time is a welcome distraction from the stuffy auditorium at this never-ending conference. Brandon has been speaking all day, and we’ve barely exchanged two words.
My alone time gave me the opportunity to get to know Jake, another pastor’s PA. He’s charismatic, easygoing, and a fantastic distraction from thoughts of the coming night.
Which has my stomach fluttering uncontrollably.
“Not just know her,” I say. “She’s my best friend’s baby sister. I literally grew up with her.”
He shakes his head slowly, his eyes wide. “I can’t believe that. I’m seriously in love with her.”
I snort out a laugh. “Of course you are. Every deconstructing Christian who’s ever opened TikTok is in love with her. But she’s more than taken. Her boyfriend would fight you.”
He narrows his eyes, still smiling. “I’ve seen her boyfriend in her videos, and he seems like such a tool. He doesn’t deserve her. I could make her so much happier.”
I burst into laughter. “Oh, is that right? Please tell me how you could make this complete stranger happier than she is right now.”
He grins, but just as he opens his mouth to speak, a shadow appears behind me.
Brandon.
When I turn around, his face is like thunder, brows furrowed and lips set in a firm line. He’s staring at Jake and me. “Did you take notes?” His voice is curt.
I blink at him. “Yeah, why?”
“May I see them?”
His tone is brusque, lacking any warmth. Why the hell are these notes so important? He should know I’m a good notetaker. I have a history degree, damn it.
Oh no. Is he regretting our agreement to live like there’s no tomorrow?
“Sure,” I mumble, pulling out my laptop and flipping it open. It takes me a moment to find the document with the notes. When I hand it to him, he doesn’t look at me, his focus solely on the laptop.
“Excuse us,” Brandon says without looking Jake’s way. “I need to speak to Mariana privately.”
Jake raises his eyebrows but shrugs. As he walks away, I turn my attention back to Brandon. His posture is stiff.
“What’s wrong?” I finally ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Meet me in my cabin. Two minutes.”
With that he turns around and walks away, and my stomach muscles tie into knots. There’s no mistaking what he wants.
Sex in the middle of the day. With Brandon. At a pastor conference.
I want to squeal in delight, but instead, I take a deep breath and start counting. After what feels like an eternity, I start walking in the direction of his bungalow. When I finally reach the front door, I pause, a smile tugging at my lips. I grip the bodice of my dress and pull it down, revealing more of my cleavage.
