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“Yeah. Just leaving.”
“Visiting someone?”
“Just leaving.” This time the words were closer to a snarl.
With a nod, the man returned to his cart and pulled up several feet before stopping again to ensure Frost did as he said.
At least the complex was safer than he’d originally thought. Small comfort.
He started the sedan’s engine.
Then he noticed the box where Kaylee had left it after she’d tried to shove it into his arms.
He picked up the gift.
What the hell had that been about?
Greta had expected to wear the family tiara. But even though they’d had a date set, Gran had kept it firmly locked in her safe. But today, within hours of meeting Kaylee, Ophelia had turned over something priceless and a tangible piece of their family’s history.
As he’d grabbed their presents, he’d seen a second package with Kaylee’s name on it, nestled in the branches of the tree. No doubt Gran had a back-up gift in case she hadn’t liked Kaylee.
He dropped his head against the back of the seat, seeing the situation through Kaylee’s eyes.
Of course, she would consider all the implications of his Gran’s gesture. While he’d found it interesting, even bemusing, the offering had tugged at Kaylee’s heartstrings.
The security guard honked his horn, and Frost lifted a hand in acknowledgment, grabbing the tiara to move it to the floor of the passenger compartment. As he leaned forward, he caught a whiff of her perfume, innocence and seduction, igniting a potent reaction inside him.
As he stopped at the complex’s exit—aware of being watched the whole way—he had the presence of mind to punch a button on the car’s dash. “Jolly? Auto drive.”
Maybe there was something in his tone, but for once the computer engaged without argument.
“Destination?”
With the swirling cocktail of anger and frustration gnawing at him, he knew he’d never get to sleep. “Christoff Investments.”
“Acknowledged.”
Every part of his brain demanded action.
He couldn’t just let her walk away like this.
Once again, he pushed the button to interface with Jolly. “Call Kaylee.”
A fraction of a second later, the sound of a ringing phone filled the vehicle’s interior.
When voicemail picked up, he swore. “End.”
Because he had to do something, anything, he tried another two times before he arrived at the building.
Even as he entered the executive elevator to his offices, he thought of her and her chastisement about perks for executives.
She was right about that as well.
What could it hurt to reassign a handful of parking spots to exemplary employees? Hell, maybe he should even give up his own.
He tapped his watch. “Jolly, send a note to HR letting them know we’re implementing an employee of the month awards program. I want program guidelines drafted by the tenth of January.”
“Acknowledged. Shall I let Ms. Robbins know you liked her suggestion, and that I presume you’ll be reassigning some parking spots in lot A?”
