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“He’ll be fine,” Gregor said, turning around after the door closed. “His mom has a plastic surgeon on retainer. No one will even know.”
Asa didn’t know what to think. On one hand, he’s been fully ready to go to jail for punching that asshole in the face. On the other, he was confused and grateful for Gregor and Kenna’s intervention.
“How about some food?” Gregor asked, patting him on the shoulder once.
“I could eat,” Asa replied. He slid onto a stool at the breakfast bar.
“Do you need ice for your hand?” Gregor asked, moving around the kitchen like he’d been there for ages and not just a few hours.
Asa flexed his hand a few times. “It doesn’t hurt. His nose crumbled like a sandcastle.”
Gregor chuckled and Asa watched him work in the kitchen.
He didn’t look the way Asa had assumed he would. Not that he knew a lot of personal assistants. Gregor looked a lot like Cas. Not in the face so much, but the build, the size, the mannerisms.
“Why did you guys do that?” Asa asked, not specifying.
Gregor smiled to himself and kept working. “She hasn’t had any stomach issues since she’s been here.” He put a sandwich on a plate in front of Asa. “She’s never not had stomach issues.”
“Until last night,” Asa pointed out.
Gregor nodded in agreement. “A lot happened last night. I didn’t say she was cured.”
Asa thought about the last night and wondered what would happen next with them. Sure, she’d asked him to stay but like Gregor had said, a lot had happened last night.
“Asa Young,” a woman with dark brown hair and a meticulous pantsuit sidled up to him at the island. “I’m Sonja, Zara’s manager.”
He shook her hand and braced. Was this where he got his walking papers? It was one thing for everyone to be happy he’d punched Logan. It was another to let him stick around when he wasn’t wanted.
“Do you have management?” Sonja asked curiously.
Asa recognized something in Sonja’s tone and the shrewdness of her gaze. This woman was a shark.
“No, ma’am,” he replied.
Her lips twitched with the “ma’am” comment but she let it slide.
“I’ve been over your career?—”
Asa held back his laugh. Career. Hilarious.
“And Zara has told me of your invaluable talent. I trust her judgement. She has yet to make me anything other than insidiously rich. Let’s have a meeting, the three of us, and chat about the future.”
It wasn’t a question. She slid her card across the counter and held Asa’s gaze for a beat before smiling and turning to Gregor.
“I am going to the hotel now for a rest. Will you tell our darling girl that she may call me at any time?”
Gregor nodded once and Sonja left, taking three of the bodyguards with her.
“She’s scary, right?” Asa asked after Sonja was gone.
“Terrifying,” Gregor replied. “I heard heads rolled before she left Boston last night. Kramer bribed someone in her office to find out where Zara was. I guess it wasn’t pretty when Sonja figured it out.”
The knot in Asa’s stomach started to loosen. These people were good, kind people. They adored Zara. Probably loved her more than she knew. She was in good hands. It started to make sense now. How she’d been able to hold onto her sunny outlook on life through all of the shit the industry threw at her; she was surrounded by people who encouraged her, cared about her.
She didn’t need him. Not really.
Huh.
