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He walked her to the door, which Brooks opened as she got there. She gave him a surprised look, but he was glaring at Raul.
“Who is he? What’s going on?”
“Nothing, honey,” she said. “Raul just drove me home. Thanks. Oh, let me get you some money.”
Raul just shot her a look. He was a good-looking guy in his late forties with a fit build. And that look he sent her was pure alpha male.
“No money.”
“But you’ll need a tip.”
“No money. Go in, lock your door, don’t answer it to anyone you don’t know.”
“Um. Okay.”
He was still standing there, so she guessed he was waiting for her to do just that. She gently pushed Brooks inside, then turned to lock the door. She watched out the side window as Raul walked back to the car.
Then she turned to where Brooks was waiting. His foot was tapping, his arms crossed over his chest.
An alpha male in the making.
“Hey, honey. How was your day?”
“My day was good. Uneventful. I’m guessing yours wasn’t. Who was that?”
“My new boss’ driver,” she said.
Urgh. Maybe she should have made something up. But she really hoped this job would work out, so Brooks would soon find out if she lied. And she tried not to lie to him. And not just because he seemed to have some sort of lie-radar.
“New boss? You got a new job?”
“Yep. Maybe we should crack out the hot chocolate to celebrate.”
“New job doing what?” Brooks asked as she moved through the living room, which also doubled as her bedroom since she slept on the sleeper sofa. Teenage boys needed their privacy and she’d rather Brooks have the bedroom.
Once she was in the tiny, avocado-green kitchen, she turned to him. There was a look of disapproval on his face.
“What type of job do you think I got?”
“I don’t know, but interviews for most jobs don’t usually happen at this time of night.”
Shit. He had her there.
And while she tried not to lie to Brooks, she didn’t want him to know what she’d been interviewing for tonight.
Yeah . . . and what were you planning on telling him if you had to work at night?
Plus, he was probably wondering why she still had her coat on.
Suffice it to say, she hadn’t thought things through all that well.
She heaved out a breath. “I got a job as a personal assistant. But the guy I’m going to be working for, well, I think he mostly works late at night.”
“What sort of job does he have where he works late at night?”
“He runs a bar.”
“Which one?”
