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I nod once, shutting down my computer, then stand and button my jacket. We walk toward the elevators in silence.
“You seem rattled, Sullivan. Anything I should be aware of?”
I shake my head, staring at my reflection in the steel wall of the elevator.
We’re having lunch in Mason’s office today. Like always. Only today will be the first time I meet Jasmine, his new receptionist.
I’d call it karma, but I haven’t been able to shake the feeling something isn’t adding up.
Just as everything is working out, Nina and Mase are finally getting somewhere, and then Vinny findsher.
Jasmine is the woman Mason was photographed with last year.
She’s also Nina’s half sister.
It’s been weeks since I found out the two were linked, that Jasmine, the woman who was paid—by me—to pose in pictures with my best friend, was related to the woman I was trying to fuck over.
“I’ve just got a lot on.”
I never even knew Jasmine’s name when everything was set up. She should never have happened, and Ben paid the price for it with his job.
Mason spent a year trying to find the woman. Desperate to clear his name while I stood back and said nothing. And then, when he did find her, he found out she was just as much a victim as he was, and he decided to help her.
And now she’s here, working for him so that she can get back on her feet.
Nina’s fucking sister.
I can’t shake it. Haven’t been able to since she showed up. The feeling that it’s all wrong, that I got it all wrong.
There are coincidences, and then there’s straight-up fuckery.
“Have you spoken to Scarlet recently?” Charlie asks, halting my thoughts as his words tear through my gut.
I flare my nostrils and twist my head to level with him. “Why?”
He stares right back, his face hard. “This mood you have going on. She’s got one too. Up and down all the time.”
“She’s not okay?”
“It’s Scar. She’s fine.” He tuts and runs a hand through his hair. “You’ve not slept with anyone in a year, Sullivan. You’re happy one minute and then straight up fucking icy the next. I’m not an idiot—”
“I’ve not spoken to Scarlet since the night Nina gave birth.”
“What?” Confusion screws up his face.
“When did you last see her?” It’s the most I’ve asked about her in months. Only allowing myself to take the titbits I could from Mason or Lucy and Megan’s conversations.
It’s been too easy to avoid her when she’s so far away at the estate, and yet living with avoiding her has slowly fucking killed me.
“Last night.”
I nod, biting down on the inside of my lip until it bleeds.
“She’s lonely. Wouldn’t tell me that, but I can see it. She’s working every hour she can get her hands on and spending time with Ellis and the girls around that.”
I don’t need to hear this. “It’s been a year. If she’s sad, it’s not because of me.”
Charlie sniggers, following me out of the elevator when the doors open.
