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Something tells me Asia’s not going to come out and get my opinion on her outfits any time soon.
Not that I need to give an opinion.
She’ll look great in anything.
With a smile still lingering on my face, I tap on the email icon and scroll through the messages. As I’m reading, I notice a new email notification on the side of the screen.
The blood drains from my face when I see the heading.
Jensen Software & Technologies Wishes To Cancel The Contract
Jerking forward, I plant both feet on the floor and tap on the message to read the rest of it. A curse slips past my lips and taints the air, winding around the mindless pop music easing from the speakers.
Jensen’s canceling the contract. The reasons listed are corporate mumbo-jumbo, but I’d bet my Lambo that it has something to do with the scandal I caused with my Vegas wedding videos.
Damn.
Brett’s gonna kill me.
Shooting out of the chair, I move to a quieter part of the boutique and call one of my guys at Jensen Corp. Brett’s negotiating abilities are impeccable, but I had someone quietly spying on the board so we could have a heads up.
The phone rings.
And rings.
I tap my fingers against my side, every muscle tense as I wait for the mole to pick up.
Our conversation is brief and to the point.
But having all the facts makes the situation worse.
Footsteps sound behind me.
I glance around and find Asia walking into the room. She’s wearing a white blouse that drapes over her body and rides low on her shoulders, exposing the creamy brown of her chest and neck. Ripped jeans hug her thighs and flatter her already amazing shape.
“You look beautiful,” I say, trying to hide the stress behind a tight smile.
Asia sees right through me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” I hand the attendant my card.
She takes it and scrambles away.
Asia trots over to me in last night’s sexy heels. “Did your parents find out about us too?”
“They haven’t called yet.” I shrug. “So I’m guessing that’s a no.”
“So what’s with that expression?”
I arch an eyebrow. “What expression?”
She pools her eyebrows together. “That ‘the world just fell on my head’ look.” Her face relaxes and she studies me intently. “It’s something bad, right?”
“You want shoes too?” I nod to her feet.
“What?”
“I saw some sneakers around here.” I start to move past her. “Could be more comfortable than spending all day in heels—”
