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“Time with Callaghan,” Jet says. “Time to work on him.”
Magnus huffs. “He’s an ass, it won’t be easy convincing him.”
“That’s why I need a big carrot,” Jet grits.
“Hayden’s handling things in LA. I’ve got Callaghan’s schedule for the next couple of weeks.”
“I don’t trust him,” Magnus clips.
“Neither do I. But our legal team is the best in the industry. We get an agreement with him, and they’ll make it airtight.”
“Regardless, you should take one of the team with you. Have someone else watching him, too.”
“That’s not necessary.”
“I disagree, Son. Callaghan can be a snake.”
Their voices lower to a hush. I take a step closer to the open door. If I make a bolt for it, maybe they won’t see me. So I take a deep breath and go for it.
Bad idea.
I collide with Jet’s solid chest so hard the air is knocked from my lungs.
“Shit, sorry.”
He stares at me, his fingers curled around my upper arms where he’s steadied me.
“What are you doing here?” he snaps.
“Ah, Ava.” Magnus smiles behind him as he exits his office.
The genuine warmth in his voice makes me want to run into his arms. How Jet came from his genes, I’ll never understand.
“How long have you been here?” Jet’s eyes return to mine, burning with accusation.
“I just came in,” I lie.
His jaw clenches as though he sees right through me. He lets go, leaving my skin tingling.
“Good day? Get much done.” Magnus asks, ignoring the icy glare aimed at me from his son. He’s probably used to Jet’s social setting being one degree below Arctic.
“I did, thank you.”
“Lie number two,” Jet murmurs, loud enough for only me to hear.
I slide my eyes to his, and he arches a brow.
“You haven’t been here all afternoon. And when you did get back, you spent your time flirting with David instead of working on whatever little project you have going on,” he says.
The way he says ‘little project’ with such disregard, as though I’m a silly girl working on something meaningless enrages me more than anything else that’s come out of his arrogant mouth since we’ve met.
“I went grocery shopping with Margaret.”
“Why? She’s paid to do that. You aren’t.”
I rake my gaze over his face in disgust. “Sometimes, it’s nice to spend time with people without expecting anything in return. And David and I were just talking.”
He grunts.
