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Brenna turned to Greg.“This was something they did on the one night they spent together.”
“And they’re still talking about it now?”
Brenna shrugged and pointed at him.“Exactly.”
“It was that good?”
“Good enough to impregnate her,” Brenna said, gesturing at each twin in turn.“Twice!”
“I don’t think I impregnated her with my tongue,” JD said.
This conversation was getting away from them.
“Can we not say ‘impregnate’ around the children, please?”
“It’s biology,” Brenna said.“They should know about the birds and the bees.”
“Not at four.”
“They’re almost five,” Brenna said.
“I like bees,” Sky said, licking her finger, then wiping it on her daddy’s slacks.
“Bees are for babies,” Kye said.
She held up both hands.“Okay, everyone, let’s finish our food in peace, please!”
Too tired, she didn’t attempt to build another sandwich for herself.Her mind raced.She couldn’t even think clearly enough to put food together.Happy to stay slumped on the couch, exhaustion ran through her veins.
JD swung his plate around, offering her the other half of his sandwich.“Boss has to eat something.”
Straightening, she took the plate.“We’re not at home.”
“We’re with family.”He winked.“You’re the boss.”
TWENTY-ONE
JD seemed distracted during his afternoon meeting with Tom, his personal accountant.She’d noticed when he called her in to sign some papers.From the loose smile on Tom’s face, she guessed he’d known who she was all along too.
The papers were something to do with trusts for the kids, and a bunch of other things she didn’t recognize.The men talked to each other over the top of her as she put her signature in the indicated places.That was trust.Hopefully, she hadn’t just signed up to another deal they’d have to undo in five years.
Tom left, giving way to a meeting that involved Greg.All business this time, so she steered clear.Well, she did until the clock on her desk shocked her.The meeting was running way over its allotted time.
Marching into the office, she didn’t even pretend to knock.Those who didn’t know of her relationship with JD could whisper all they liked.She didn’t have to concern herself with being sued anymore; that was the only thing, previously, that held her back from being too familiar with the CEO.
“Time to move on, gentlemen,” she said, striding over to the desk wearing a broad faux smile.
Going around to JD’s side, she rested a hand on his shoulder to lean across and gather up the documents from in front of him.
“Who’s this?”Eli Savoy asked.
“My assistant,” JD said, a smile in his voice.“She’s bold.”
“I see that,” Eli said.The older man was wearing a suit that probably cost more than her apartment.“I love bold women.”
“Don’t we all,” Greg said.
Holding the files to her chest, she cocked her hip toward JD while addressing their guest.“We have a schedule to keep, sir.I mean no disrespect.”
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