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“No. What business we’re in. Because you’re in it too. You can thank your father for that,” I said.
Another point scored.
I could tell because she crossed the carpeted office floor and sat in the chair across from the big wooden desk.
Like always, she crossed her legs at the ankle, the cheap black slacks she wore pulling tight across her thick thighs.
I lowered my gaze quickly and then frowned.
She was wearing those shoes again.
Black loafers that were worn almost beyond repair, the bottoms scuffed and ragged. The hems of her pants were freshly sewn, but I could see the fabric was thinning. Same with cuffs of her shirt.
My nostrils flared with my huffed-out breath. I paid her well and suspected she dressed in those fucking rags to piss me off or embarrass me.
But I wouldn’t give in to her manipulation.
I met her eyes again.
“I don’t need a reminder of where I am or why I’m here. But as I’ve told you multiple times before, if you want me to handle these…transactions, I need to be prepared, and being prepared takes time,” she said.
I saw what she was doing, saw how she was trying to be reasonable, cajole me around to her point of view.
I fucking hated it.
She was trying to handle me, mange me—me—and I could think of little else I despised more.
Still, I didn’t confront her on what she was doing.
She’d just deny it, tell me that I was the one who insisted she be here, then pretend like she had no role in this.
But I wouldn’t give her that out.
She might pretend to be innocent, but she was here because of choices she’d made, and I wouldn’t let her forget it.
“I did give you time. You had ninety minutes.” I checked my watch again. “Eighty-five minutes, now,” I said.
She licked her bottom lip, one of the only nervous habits I had ever seen her display.
I looked away quickly, taking in the sweeping skyline view outside the huge office windows.
The view was worth a million bucks, or at least that was what the dipshit agent who had been trying to sell me the place had said.
Of course, nothing out there was as fascinating as the woman sitting across from me—not that I would ever admit that.
After a moment, Kayla shifted.
I looked at her and noticed she had uncrossed her ankles.
Knew I had won this round.
“Who am I going to meet?”
“Vahe,” I said.
Her eyes flashed, and she blinked, then licked her lips again.
I knew what was coming next.
