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“I thought I was fine with being single, until she walked through that door. And then when she opened her mouth and started to speak, I found myself wanting to know more about her, wanting to hear every thought in her head. I’ve never felt like this before. Not even with … well, you know.”
Skylar nodded, and he knew she understood. Just the thought of her still made his blood boil.
“I know.”
“So, will you keep my secret for now?” he practically begged.
“All right.”
“Sky, thank you.” He pulled her in for a hug, knowing she was reluctant about this.
“But if she straight up asks me, I’m not going to lie to her, Bash.”
“Okay. Understood. It won’t come to that.”
“I hope you’re right.” She rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
“Thank you,” he mouthed as he moved toward the office again.
She walked away, shaking her head.
Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief. With both of his siblings on his side, this could work.
He glanced down the empty hallway and entered her office again. She was standing beside her desk now, jotting something on a notepad.
“Sorry about that. I had to ask her a couple things. New product launch.”
Genevieve gave him her attention as she set her notepad down. “What are you doing here? Did Sebastian send you to work on the regatta?”
“The regatta? No, but he did mention it to me.”
“Oh, good. I’m excited to start working on it.”
“So am I.” He stepped closer. “But I actually stopped by to ask if you’d like to go to lunch.”
“Oh.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “That sounds really nice, but I already made lunch plans.”
“You did?” He tried not to let his voice betray how upset that made him. “With whom?”
“A working lunch with Sebastian.”
“Traitor,” he grumbled under his breath.
“What was that?”
“Uh, maybe tomorrow then.”
Her smile melted his heart. “I’d like that.”
“Okay, good. I’ll see you later then.”
She gave him a cute wave as he walked out of the office and headed straight for the exit.
I’m going to kill my brother.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Sebastian burst into Gus’s office.
Gus set his phone down. “Pretending to work.”