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Olivia pressed her face against the window, mumbling to herself.
As the driver pulled onto the street, he handed me a cell phone.
“I apologize for my tone, Miss,” he said. “I didn’t realize you didn’t receive the twins’ cell phone last night.”
“Their father will FaceTime them in between meetings, and you’ll use it to keep up with their busy schedules. You’ll also need to log everything you do into the ‘DawsonTeam’ app so that the rest of Mr. Dawson’s staff can stay on top of things.”
“Thank you.” I smiled, grateful that at least one of my coworkers wasn’t a jerk. “How many staff members does Mr. Dawson have?”
“For his home life it’s fifty-two,” Olivia said. “For his professional life, it’s eighty-seven, but that doesn’t include thehundreds that work for the Brooklyn Jets.” She finally looked at me. “You’re not included in any of those numbers, though.”
“Why not?”
“Because I can already tell thatyou won’t last longer than a week.”
As if the driver agreed with her assessment, he turned up the radio, and we rode the rest of the way to her academy without any conversation.
NINE
PIERCE
“Boooo!Boooo!” Jeers greeted me as I parked my McLaren in front of the arena. “Sell the team!Sell. The. Team!”
I rolled down my window so I could hear the Jets fans’ taunts even clearer, so I could accept that I was finally able to work outside my condo again.
Even from my days of being a player, I remembered The Brooklyn Jets fans being the most irrational and passionate fanbase in the league. They didn’t care that their brand-new owner vowed to do a much better job with their team this year; they were used to broken promises.
Before leaving the car, I FaceTimed William and Charlotte’s cell phone.
Ta-la-la-la-la-laaaaa! Ta-la-la-la?—
“Hello? Hello?” Harlow’s gorgeous face appeared onscreen, and I lost my thought. “Um, Mr. Dawson, I can’t see anything. Let me see if I can fix the settings.”
My cock stiffened as her lips moved, and I couldn’t help but envision the way she’d looked in bed this morning.
Thankfully, I left her room before she could see the effect she was having on me.
“Okay, okay.” She looked right at me. “I can see you now. Can you see me?”
“Yes.” I stared at her lips. “I can see you, Miss Hawthorne. Please show me my children.”
“Now?”
“No, wheneveryoufeel like it.”
She bit her bottom lip and flipped the screen, revealing theVoguephotographer snapping pictures of William and Charlotte.
“Look up here for me, sweet babies!” She instructed. “That’s it! You’re so beautiful! I bet your Daddy is going to love these!”
My heart still clenched whenever I saw them, and I felt a primal urge to protect them at any cost. It also made me realize that I’d never understand how my mother and father could’ve ever abandoned me.
I’d never forgive them either.
“You can turn the camera back around now, Miss Hawthorne.”
She obliged and appeared on screen again.
“Is everything going well for your first day?” I asked without caring; I just wanted to see her lips one more time.
