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When we leave the airport, I get a call from Brett.
“I scored a meeting with Jensen,” his voice booms with excitement. “He wants to meet us and our wives.”
“Perfect.”
“You mind coming to the office and looking over his contract? I’m hoping Tierra and Asia charm the pants off him and we can seal the deal without dragging this out.”
I glance over and find Asia texting on her phone. Nudging her to get her attention, I ask, “Brett needs me at the office. Is it okay if I take you to your place so you can pack and swing by to pick you up later?”
“Sure.” Her smile is brittle.
We’re still in a weird place. It’s my fault. I was testing to see if she was feeling as serious about me as I was feeling about her. And I failed.
Clearing my throat, I focus on the call. “Yeah, Brett. I’ll meet you there.”
After swinging by Asia’s neighborhood and dropping her off in front of a small apartment, I head to the office.
As soon as I walk in, I fling myself into Brett’s couch and drop my arm over my forehead.
Brett laughs. “What's up with you?”
“I think Asia and I are fighting.”
“You think?”
I sit up. “I don’t know.”
“Trust me. When a woman is upset, she’ll make sure you know.” He takes a sip of his coffee. “What did you do?”
Planting my feet on the floor, I sigh. “I suggested we stay married.”
“What?” Brett almost chokes on his coffee. “Seriously? You weren’t playing around?”
“Why the hell would I play around like that?”
“Whoa.” Brett sets his mug down.
“She thought I was joking too.”
“She’s being smart. You two are in the honeymoon stage. You’ve had, what, one night together and a full day of conversation? That’s hardly enough time to determine if this person is the one you’re supposed to spend the rest of your life with.” He tilts his head back. “Aren’t you the man who told me to give it time when I just met Tierra?”
“And did you listen?”
He glances aside. “That’s not the point.”
“Right.” I frown. “Give me the contract. I want to get this over with so I can get back to Asia before she starts drafting divorce papers.”
Brett smirks.
We work on the contract together, going over the details and hammering in what we’re willing to compromise on when we meet with Jensen. We’re winding down and going over the contract one last time when his landline rings.
Brett picks up.
Listens.
His eyebrows hike. “Really?” Lifting his dark grey eyes, he nods at me. “Hansley, someone’s here to see you?”
“Who?” I stiffen, wondering if Asia’s parents have stormed the building to defend their daughter’s honor.
