Page 90 of Falling for the Boss's Son

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Jesse was enjoying her discomfort. He knew the book was a romance. And from the cover, he was guessing it had a fair amount of sex in it. He didn’t understand why him knowing what she was reading would make her uneasy given his sexual proclivities.

“Do you have a preference for dinner?”

She looked at him with a hint of surprise. “You mean I get to pick tonight?”

He smiled. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

Closing the passenger door, he made his way around the car and slid into the driver’s seat. He tucked the book into the center console and put on his seat belt before starting the engine and backing out of the parking spot.

“A nice salad sounds good.”

For some reason, that made him laugh.

“What?”

He shook his head. “I just wasn’t expecting you to say a salad, that’s all. I figured you’d want Italian or Thai.”

“I haven’t had a lot of greens this week.” She paused. “What’s wrong with a salad?”

“Nothing at all.” They’d been eating a lot of carbs lately. Not that they hadn’t burned them off, but he did see the point. “Salad it is.”

Jesse headed to the south end of the city. Cassie didn’t bother asking him where he was going.

He found a place to park along the street and leaned in to give her a kiss. “I’ll be right back.”

“Guess that means I don’t get to pick which salad I want?”

He grinned, pressed another quick kiss to her lips, then reached for the door.

The restaurant wasn’t busy, so he didn’t have to wait long for their salads. He ordered extra meat on his, knowing he’d need the protein boost for later tonight.

Food in hand, Jesse made his way out to the vehicle. Cassie was on her cell phone, talking to someone. He opened the back door, placed the bag of food inside, then slipped behind the wheel.

“That’s not my problem.”

Jesse’s eyebrows rose at Cassie’s tone. It wasn’t directed at him, but she was agitated about something. Or someone.

“Again, not my issue.” She paused. “Fine.”

She disconnected the call and blew out a loud breath.

“Everything good?”

“Yeah. Just my pain in the ass brother.”

Jesse started the car and pulled away from the curb. “I’m going to take a guess here. Bradley?”

“Of course. James doesn’t care about my love life.”

“And Bradley does.”

She nodded. “Apparently, he can’t fathom the notion I may have found a good man who treats me right.”

Jesse’s chest warmed at the compliment. He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the tips of her fingers. “Is he coming to dinner tomorrow night?”

“I don’t know. He’s working on a case and doesn’t know if he’ll be able to make it or not. That’s why he called. To see if we could reschedule.” She huffed. “He thinks the world revolves around him.”

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