Page 7 of Objection

Kaos

One Week Later

E ven though I’d seen Serenity every day, she called herself giving me the silent treatment unless she absolutely had to talk to me.

I missed her. I wasn’t sure why she was mad because I beat her ex’s ass, but apparently, she was.

Her anger amused me but I did want to make amends so things could get back to normal between us.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I stood and made my way to her office, which had an open concept across the hall from mine.

She looked good as fuck today in a silk gold dress that hugged every one of her curves. When she saw me, she rolled her eyes and pulled her blazer over her arms, and I laughed.

“You ain’t gotta hide yourself from me,” I told her.

“How can I help you, Mr. Montgomery?” she asked, pecking away on her computer.

“Oh, I’m back to Mister now? Let me find out you like that man and that’s why you’re mad I beat his ass.”

Serenity huffed and tilted her head but avoided my eyes. “I’m mad at you because you took a moment of me venting to you, vulnerably, and used that to cause someone bodily harm.”

“So?” That got her to look up at me, and the slow way in which her head turned caused me to expand. “Were you not upset?”

“Yes.”

“What about me makes you think I’m the kind of man that can know you’re upset and not do anything about it?”

With a sigh, Serenity sat back in her seat and ran her fingers through her hair. “Fine. Just… please. If I’m upset again, can you not automatically resort to violence?”

“No, I can’t. If someone needs to get their ass beat, I’ma give ’em what they deserve . . . especially if it’s concerning you.”

Her eyes rolled but she smiled. “You’re crazy, but I think I like it.”

“Good, because I like you .”

“Mont—”

“Kaos,” I corrected. “You called me that once, now you have to always do it.”

“Okay, but only when we’re off the clock.”

“Fine.”

She must have expected that to make me go back to my office because when I sat on the edge of her desk she smiled. “How can I help you, Montgomery?” she asked sweetly.

“I’m bored.”

Serenity chuckled. “I’ve never met a man as wealthy as you always claiming to be bored.”

“I’ve done all my work today, so I’m ready to have some fun.” A thought crossed my mind, and before I could talk myself out of it, I asked her, “Do you still want to go to Greece?”

“Of course I do.”

Pushing up off her desk, I told her, “Go pack a bag with enough clothes to last for the rest of the week.”

“For what?”

“We’re going to Greece.”

Her mouth dropped before snapping shut. With watery eyes, her head shook as she stood and twiddled her arms. “We can’t just go to Greece, Kaos.”

“Why not?” I asked softly, closing the space between us. “I have court next week, and while my paralegals prepare my files, I have some time to spare.” Taking her hands into mine, I asked, “Are you going to force me to go by myself?”

“Really?” she almost whispered, giving me that beautiful smile I’d been missing for the past week.

“Really. You got my card on file. Book the flights and whatever hotel or villa you want. Don’t book no cheap shit either.”

She laughed as I walked away.

“Wow. Okay. I guess we’re going to Greece,” she muttered before releasing the cutest squeal.