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An awkward chortle escapes during my approach. “No.”
“Perfect!” Her palm extends my direction for the taking, and the instant I have she asks, “You remember the agreed upon terms?”
I casually nod at the same time I concur. “Arrangements for our privacy have been made.”
“Oh, they most certainly have…”
The delivery of her agreement is probable cause for questions yet getting to ask anything is denied due to Clark unanticipatedly meeting us in the hallway. Unlike his last surprise appearance, he’s not empty handed. “Dinner,” the older gentlemen announces in tandem with offering me the large basket. After I take it, he dangles a different object in her view. “Keys.”
“Thank you,” she sweetly coo, smile too dangerous for anything good.
“Why do you need keys? Where are we going?”
“Somewhere private.”
“I’m not leaving the property, Bryn.”
“You are correct, Wes.” My date for the evening shoots me another impish beam. “You’re not.”
“I as well as Park are privy to your whereabouts for emergencies only,” Clark politely informs as he folds his hands behind his back. “Your phones are locked away in your office, Wes, and your phone, Bryn, has been returned from the silverware drawer back to your room where it is charging.”
“Why was it in the silverware drawer?”
“Must’ve forgot it there when I grabbed a spoon for the mint chocolate chip ice cream I ate while discussing dinner arrangements with Lucky.”
“How do you forget your phone in the most random places?”
“I really just don’t give a fuck about it that hard.” An innocent shrug bounces her beautiful shoulders. “I was taught to be more present than most, I guess. I care about who you are and what you’re doing in person not whatever person you post or want the world to think you are.”
“Your basket, Miss Bryn,” Penny cheerfully announces upon arrival, item pleasantly presented. “Will you be needing anything else for your date with J.T.?”
“Her date’s with me,” comes out more vicious than intended.
“Wes,” she airily croaks in obvious shock. “I-I-I didn’t you see you there.”
“That much is apparent,” the woman holding my hand snips as she transfers the object into her possession.
“Why did you assume she was going out with J.T.?” Jealousy, I loathe myself for having slithers along my spine. “Did you mishear a conversation you had no business hearing to begin with?”
“Wes,” Clark swiftly scolds.
“I…um…I just…” her fingers fly anxiously to her hair, “thought because…they’re always together? They um…are…wanna be…should be…dating?”
“Ask questions or make statements, Penny.” I grip Bryn’s hand tighter. “Not both at once.”
“Yes, sir,” she sheepishly whispers. “Is there anything else I can assist you with at this time?”
“You can go,” the older male declares. “Finish tending to your cleaning duties and double check that the greenhouse as well as the cleaning warehouse are properly secured. Park is requesting stricter access in the off hours. If Wes or Bryn have any further needs, I will tend to them.”
Penny nods her understanding to him, nods in a kind nature to me but a curt fashion to my date and rushes away to complete her tasks.
“She really doesn’t like me,” grunts the high heel wearing beauty at my side.
“No,” I poorly argue, “she really just likes me.”
“She’ll find her way,” Clark reassures in a familiar, caring tone. “For now, you two find your way to your secluded adventure.”
Bryn’s instantly shot a quirked eyebrow. “Seclusion, huh?”
