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“Did you textEmily?” Already thinking of other stuff, I reach for my coffee.
“Of course,” she says tightly. “I hope she doesn’t think she can slack off because I let her blow you.” Her eyes caress my face.
I grin, setting down the coffee. “You, allow her? Rethink your words, Rachel.” I cock my head. The morning rays from the bathroom skylight aren’t doing her any favors. Yeah, that hair color and style have to go.
“Jett, she’s my assistant—” Her voice trails off and she tries to touch me.
Not in the mood, I grab her wrist, stopping her. “If Emily doesn’t have it on your calendar, there has to be a reason. Before you get unreasonable, wait for her answer.”
Tossing her wrist aside, I reach for my suit jacket. Her eyes narrow on me, and she glances down at her vibrating phone.
“Be polite,” I warn.
She rolls her eyes. “You’re so obvious, Jett. Don’t worry. I won’t fire her until she fucks us both again.” She shakes her head.
I place my hand over my heart. “Aww, Rachel, you get me.”
The look she throws me makes me burst out laughing.
“Emily,” she says curtly into the phone. “Please explain to me why I had to find out from my friend that the governor’s fundraiser is tonight.” She purses her borderline-duck lips.
“Shit. That’s today?” Rachel straightens, her eyes finding mine. The look of aggravation makes me pause.
“No, I forgot.” Sighing, Rachel rubs the back of her neck and starts to pace. “Okay. Well, I still don’t understand why Jett and I are not confirmed for tonight. It’s not like my daughter is a child.” She moves the phone to her other ear.
“No, I’ll send fucking Maria to pick her up. Confirm that Jett and I will be attending the fundraiser tonight and make sure we’re sitting with the governor. Also, get ahold of Stephen for a gown. And Emily?” Her eyes dart to mine as I walk past her to grab my phone from the dresser. “Don’t ever assume anything. I don’t change my plans simply because my daughter is flying in. I do have a business to run.” She hangs up and tosses her phone on the bed.
“Un-fucking-believable. I will fire her ass if we are not sitting at the governor’s table.” Her voice grows louder and her chest flushes.
I nod and pocket my phone, not quite sure what to make of this. “You forgot that your daughter is flying in today?”
Her eyes dart back to mine. “I’m busy. You’re not the only one who works,” she grumbles, twirling a strand of her hair. It’s an annoying habit of hers. Bugs the shit out of me. One time, I actually saw her sucking on the ends.
“How does this happen?” I demand, pushing that distasteful memory away and focusing on the fact that Rachel has not once mentioned her kid coming to visit.
“How does what happen?” she retorts and marches past me toward the bathroom.
I grab her arm. “Your daughter is coming, and you forgot to tell me? Or yourself, apparently, if that phone call is true.” Her hazel eyes narrow on mine.
“Raven and I don’t get along.” Her voice is flat. “I was hoping she was going to spend the summer with her father like she usually does. But shitty Frank has impregnated his stupid girlfriend, so yes…” She takes a breath. “It appears my daughter will be spending the next couple of months with us.”
