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“She kept looking at it and then giving me these sad eyes.”
I know the Sassy guilt trip all too well. She’s so darn cute it’s almost impossible to deny her treats.
I snort a laugh. Vargas isn’t anything like I thought he’d be. The man is known as a powerhouse in the boardroom. I would have thought that applied to all aspects of his life. But that doesn’t seem to be the case, because I’m finding he’s sweet and a sucker for cats. How am I not going to fall in love with him? I’m going to have to poke my father about why he feels the way he does about this man.
“Fine, she can have a few.”
Vargas gives her a couple before petting her one last time before we head out.
When we exit the elevator into the lobby of my building, I notice Garfield is on duty. You’d think with his name I could sucker him with cookies as I’ve done the others in the building, but it doesn’t work. I’m pretty sure he reports things to my father.
“Crap.”
“What?” Vargas glances around.
“You don’t know me.” I shove Vargas away from me and dart a couple of steps the other way to put some space between us. Thankfully, Garfield doesn’t see me do this.
“Miss Fraser.”
“Hey, Garfield.” I give him a wave.
He takes his door security job extremely seriously. He really wanted to be a cop. I asked once, and he told me he had no interest in becoming one. I could tell he was lying straight through his teeth. I don’t know if it was the lying or the fact that I think he snitches to my dad, but I don’t care for him either way. He stares way too much. I think he’s creepy, while other girls in the building flirt with him.
“You want to tell me what that was?” Vargas asks once we’re both out of the building.
“Sorry.” I glance both ways up and down the street. “Just, you know, people talk and all that.”
“Here.” He motions to a black SUV parked right in front of my building. A driver hops out, but Vargas holds his hand out to tell him he’s got it.
“Can you pick me up down the block?” Vargas glances back through the glass doors into my building.
“Pull down the street, Marco,” he orders the man. Without waiting, I head in the direction he motioned his driver. Once we’re out of sight of the front of the building, Vargas grabs me by the hip, pulling me into his side.
“Is he a stalker ex too?”
“Ethan isn’t an ex.” It takes more than one date, doesn’t it? How would I know?
“Then what is the deal with the security guard?” I catch a hint of irritation to his tone. He’s trying to hide it, but I know it’s there.
“He snitches on me to my dad.” I roll my eyes. Having to say those words to a super hot man is the freaking worst.
“Nothing worse than a snitch.” His hand slides to my back to guide me toward the SUV.
Crap.
I think my job is being a snitch.
7
VARGAS
By the time we pull up to the gallery, she’s fidgety and a bit more cautious.
“Something wrong?” I ask, my hand on the door handle.
“No. It’s just…” She tangles her fingers together. “I guess this was somewhat impulsive. I’ve been trying to work on that. Dad says thinking at least three steps ahead is what I should strive for.”
“Just because your father is a certain way doesn’t mean you have to be.”
