Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
“Are you going to sit there, or do I need to go find him myself?” she asked.
I chewed on my bottom lip, wondering if that might be the best idea. If she went to interrupt, then it wouldn’t be me who got in trouble.
“I, uh …” Dang it, what did I say to her?
If she glared at me any harder, her false lashes were going to pop off.
The front door opened again. I looked past her to see a guy I didn’t recognize come inside. His slate-gray eyes shifted from me to Alora. She turned, and the death stare I had been getting from her was immediately replaced by a sultry smile.
“Oz.” She purred his name.
My eyes swung back to him. This was Bane’s best friend. One of the guys in the house I had yet to meet. His short black hair was nothing like Forge’s. Unlike Ransom and Than, I would never have guessed they were brothers.
“Alora,” he replied in a deep drawl. “A little early for you to be out.”
A tinkling laugh and a bat of her lashes made me want to roll my eyes. Who did this woman want—Ransom or Oz?
His gaze moved back to me. With one quick appraisal, he gave me a tight smile. “Halo?”
I nodded.
Something between a sigh and a chuckle came from him. He shook his head. “Of course.”
The woman turned back to me. “You know the new help?” The annoyance in her tone was thick.
“Eh, that’s not the new help,” he replied. “Pull in your claws unless you want to piss off Bane.”
Her eyes, although brown, seemed to light up like a fire at his name. As if she might climb over this counter and tackle me to the ground. She really needed to decide which one of the guys she wanted.
“She’s a little young for Bane,” she replied.
Oz walked around the counter. “I’ll be sure to tell him you have an opinion on his sex life,” he replied in a bored tone, then picked up the stack of mail.
This time, her laugh wasn’t so flirty. “That’s not what I meant,” she replied.
“Mmhmm,” was his only response while he flipped through the envelopes until he found what he’d been looking for. He lifted his eyes to me then. “Are they in a meeting?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yes. Marketing, Than said.”
He picked up a pad of sticky notes and a pen. “You heard that, Alora. He is in a meeting.”
She glared at me before softening her gaze as she looked back at Oz, who was writing something down.
“Fine. I’ll call him then,” she replied.
“You do that,” was his response, and then he handed me the note. “Give this to Than when he’s out.”
I took it. “All right.”
The door closed behind Alora, and he gave me a skeptical look. “You sure this is a good idea? I know Bane isn’t aware you’re here.”
I held the paper tightly between my thumb and forefinger. “I’m not trying to cause problems. I just wanted something to do. A job.”
He licked his bottom lip, and there was a flash of metal that surprised me. Was his tongue pierced?
“All right, well, that’s your call,” he informed me. Then, the corner of his mouth quirked up just a touch. “And it’s nice to meet you, roomie.”
While the other guys I’d met in the family were all attractive, this one had movie-star good looks.
“It’s nice to meet you too,” I told him.
Without another word, he headed back to the door and left.
I looked down at the note in my hand. “Need two Liquid Hales.”
I placed the paper on the counter beside the messages. There was a strange flutter in my stomach, and I looked down to study it. What was that?
There were no more females that dropped by, but I did take eleven messages by the time they got out of their meeting. Ransom stopped by the counter, and I handed him his messages.
“Alora came to see you,” I told him.
He glanced up at me with an irritated expression. Uh-oh. Maybe I was supposed to go get him after all.
“I, uh, told her you were in a meeting, and then Oz came in and explained that you were busy and she needed to leave a message.” I stopped before I continued and it turned into rambling.
“Tag, you’re it.” Than smirked at him, picking up the two messages that had been left for him.
“Shut up,” Ransom snapped, then gave me a nod. “Thanks,” he told me before turning to leave.
“You look worried,” Than said to me.
“I wasn’t sure how to handle the Alora thing. I hope I didn’t make him mad.”
Than shook his head, reaching over to get the stack of mail. “That scowl was about her, not you. He made the mistake of fucking her a couple of times, and now, she’s thinking they have something going on. Before him, it was Gathe.” He held up the stack. “Let’s start with this. They need to be separated into different categories, then put into the correct mailboxes on the wall over there.”