“You look like shit,” Mace says when he walks in my office.
“Good, because I feel like shit, and I’d hate to not match my outfit.” I can hear the grouchy sarcasm in my own ears, so I imagine it cos across even worse to him.
“Listen, it wasn’t all bad news last night,” he tries to say, but I shake my head.
In our eting last night, Nelly told us what she and her husband Dave uncovered, and so far it wasn’t much. The person she’s most suspicious of is Lionel Jenkins, or Jinx as we call him around the office. He was initially employed by our dad about thirty years ago and is the head of our billing departnt. Mace and I agree that there’s no way it’s him because he’s close with our family and he’s got money of his own. He wouldn’t have a need to steal from the company, and I don’t even think he’s capable of it.
Nelly disagreed but also couldn’t provide evidence other than he’s the only one besides us with full access. She told us she’s still looking at motives, but digging into soone’s dirt is a slow process, and we have to be patient.
It was aggravating as we went in circles, and on top of that, Jasmine didn’t text back. I guess I could have put more than a single word as an apology, but I sent it quickly thinking I’d add more later. By the ti we got out of the eting and I saw she read the text but didn’t reply, I was pissed off and frustrated.
The one thing we all agreed on was that Nelly should co to the office this week and pose as a new employee. That way she can get into Jinx’s office and see if there’s any evidence in there. I still think it’s impossible because he wouldn’t do that to the family, but I conceded that in this situation, everyone is a suspect.
“It’s not about what Nelly told us.” I push away from my desk and go to the window. It’s still early morning, but Jasmine should be here soon.
“I told you to text her back last night.” I feel Mace co closer, and then eventually he stands beside . “We did this to ourselves.”
“I know,” I snap and then sigh. “Sorry.”
“It’s not going to work on either,” he teases, and I roll my eyes.
“I know we did this to ourselves, but I didn’t think it would be this hard to make them understand we had reasons.” I run my hands through my hair out of frustration. “All of which seem genuinely stupid at this mont.”
“Well, we didn’t exactly make it easy on them by keeping them at arm’s length while sabotaging any chance of happiness they had with soone else.”
“When you put it like that...” I shake my head.
“Taylor, I’ve got my own battle with Briar, so I can’t have you being the broody twin all the ti. Let have a turn.”
“I don’t like it either, if it makes you feel any better.” I check my watch for the five hundredth ti this morning. Why won’t she get here already?
“You’re closer to Jasmine now than you’ve ever been. Just explain that you’re a fucking idiot, and she’ll understand.”
When I glower at him, he winks and then walks out of my office like everything is totally normal. I guess in a way it is, because I’m miserable without Jasmine.
Deciding to et her right when she walks off the elevator, I go and wait in the lobby and pace back and forth. As soon as the clock strikes eight, the doors open and thank god, she’s standing there looking like an absolute angel.
It’s just too bad that she’s scowling at .
“Good morning,” I start to say before she shoves my coat in my face and doesn’t say a word.
“Morning, Taylor,” I hear Nelly say.
I look up in ti to see Jasmine stomping toward the conference room and Nelly getting off the elevator. I guess they rode up together.
“Hey.” I toss my coat on the couch. “You can go talk to Mace. I’ll be with you shortly.”
I don’t wait around to see what Nelly does as I hurry to catch up with Jasmine. She’s already at the table in the conference room and setting up her laptop when I enter.
“Listen, about last night...”
“Today I’d like to go over the files in acquisitions if you could get that code,” Jasmine says, completely ignoring .
“I will, but first I want to apologize for real and not just with a text.” She won’t look at as I talk so I move closer. “Jasmine, I’m sorry I—”
“I’ve really got to cut out dairy,” Craig says as he enters the conference room.
“After acquisitions we can look into litigation since those are the smaller accounts.” Jasmine is still talking like I haven’t spoken a word or Craig hasn’t told us once again about his morning irritable bowel syndro.
“Give a few minutes.” Craig grabs his stomach and heads for the bathroom.
“You know, I never took you for a cheater.” Jasmine finally snaps her head up to glare at , and I see fire in her eyes.
“What?”
“After all this ti, you wait until you’ve got a girlfriend or a whatever the hell she is to kiss and then pretend like so stupid one-word text apology is going to make it better? You know, I knew you were a pompous asshole, but I didn’t think you were stupid.”
“You thought I was pompous?” I want to laugh because I have no idea what the fuck is she talking about, but that seems like the wrong reaction with how mad she is.
“That’s not the point!” Her cheeks flush, and I can see she’s been stewing all night about whatever this is.
“Jasmine, don’t take this the wrong way, but did Briar give you one of her special brownies for breakfast?”
“No.” She’s quick to answer and then thinks it over. “No, not after last ti.” She shakes it off and then points her finger at my chest. “The point is, you’re a jerk. You have a girlfriend and you kissed , and that’s not cool. I know that we like to argue and poke at each other, but that was so far across the line.”
I take a mont to really think about what happened at the bar when she stord out and then last night in the elevator. “Wait, you think Nelly is my girlfriend?”
Her hands drop, and her anger starts to fade as I see the wheels in her mind begin to turn. “Is she not?”
“Let ask you one question, Jasmine, and I want you to be honest with .” I move into her space and grab her hips so I can bring her closer. “If I tell you I’m single, will you shut up and let kiss you again?”
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