Page 48 of Whiskey and Regret
“Well, Frankie if Miss Lucas will accept, I’m proud to offer her the job permanently,” Evander said quietly. I tried not to smile too big and bright but I couldn’t help letting a little grin cross my face.
“Of course,” I said.
“Good. I’m happy to have you on board.” His buttoned-up tone was back.
“I’ve been on board,” I said, crossing my legs under the table.
“Now you’re official. There’s a difference.” He pinned me with his gaze.
“Is there?” I asked, lifting an eyebrow. The energy between us crackled to life, charging the air.
“I just told you there was. Stop being difficult.”
I eyed him for a few quiet beats then bit the side of my lip.
“I still don’t feel comfortable with her being around you, Frankie.” Alexis refused to look at me. She focused all her attention on Frankie. She stroked her knuckles. “You know I’m just trying to keep you safe.”
“I am safe and if you don’t sign those papers, I’m not going to your house every other weekend.” I had to do a double-take. Did that come out of Francesca Freeman’s mouth?
“What?” Alexis damn near choked. Her eyes were wide with awe before she narrowed them. “You’re giving me an ultimatum over this woman? Are you serious right now, Francesca?”
“Yes.” Frankie’s voice was small but strong. I was beyond proud.
“Well, you heard the girl.” Evander pushed the papers toward Alexis then dropped a pen at her fingertips. The silence in that kitchen was stretched so thin it would shatter under the next inhale.
Alexis’s throat dipped when she swallowed. Several tense seconds ticked by before she growled and picked up the pen, signing the papers for Frankie’s school.
“Thank you, Alexis. Now maybe you can accept the fact that Miss Lucas is Frankie’s nanny. She’s perfectly capable of handling our daughter. They already get along famously and since Miss Lucas has been with us, I’ve noticed Frankie coming out of her shell in a good way.” He paused for a few seconds and looked at each one of us.
“In order to make this work for all of us, you need to practice cordialities. I don’t care how you feel inside. As long as Miss Lucas hasn’t disrespected you, you don’t need to disrespect her.” He was in full-blown politician mode.
His words came out stiffer and his tone was diplomatic and even. His whiskey brown eyes swept back and forth between me and Alexis. I flashed a smile and said, “I’m fine with that. I’m just here for Frankie.” I pretended not to see the way Alexis rolled her eyes at me.
“Fine.” Alexis stood and looked at Frankie. “Come on, baby. Let’s go.” She steered toward the foyer and Frankie’s body seemed to shrink. She pulled her shoulders up near her ears and cast her stare down.
“Bye Daddy. I’ll see you on Sunday.”
“Okay, sweetheart. If you need me or Xari you can call either one of us. I have some office stuff to do later but after that, I’m in the house, okay?” He smoothed her curly hair back and kissed her forehead.
My heart knocked against my chest watching how much he loved his daughter. It made me think about my father. He loved me like that too. Spoiled me rotten every chance he got. Probably how I ended up in my current predicament but I loved him for it.
I waved goodbye to Frankie and she pulled away from her dad to hug me instead.
“By, Xari. Don’t forget, I want this face beat when I come home.”
“You got it,” I chuckled tossing a wink at her.
Every time she left to stay with Alexis, I missed her like crazy. In a short month, Frankie had become my little BFF. It was weird how quickly someone could move into your heart and set up shop.
“I have to go to the office for a few hours, then I have a charity golf tournament to show face at. You wanna come or…” His last word hung in the air. An empty hand waiting for me to grab hold.
Did he just ask me out?
Was I reading into it too much?
“Um…” I tugged on my springy curls and looked up at him. His brown eyes were full of regret.
“It’s fine. I just didn’t want you in the house alone, I guess.”
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