Page 56 of Rejected Pretend Mate

"Are Cayden and Weslie here?"

He nodded. "They are not speaking to each other but working the same shift. So, I'd say it's progress."

Miles snorted. "Really? Because I wouldn't say that."

Ayden sighed, shaking his head. "Cayden is working on some paperwork in my office, and Weslie is in the kitchen."

"It's the closest they have gotten together all week."

Ayden smacked Miles on the back of his head. Miles rubbed his head and scowled. "What?"

"You know, sometimes I wanna call your wife and tell her to take you home."

“Oh, do you mind if I borrow an empty room for a moment?” I asked, pausing in front of Ayden.

“Sure, the board room is empty. Right door off the kitchen.”

I smirked, walking past them and heading up the stairs to find Weslie on the large island. He was wearing his usual outfit, and his hair was slightly curled. I felt my stomach flip, taking him in and knowing just how important he was to me.

His eyes spotted me, and he looked at me, confused. "April, what are you doing here?"

I stopped at the edge of the island and placed my hands on the counter. "You have a moment to take a break?" I batted my eyes. "Please?"

Chapter 22 - Weslie

I stared at April, confused for a second. A ton of questions went through my head. Had something happened? Was she hurt? Had Ivan hurt her? "April, what are you doing here?"

She looked a little flushed as she stood there. She looked nice, wearing ripped jeans and a thin black jacket. She rubbed her hands together nervously as she walked toward me. "You have a moment to take a break?"

"For?"

She smirked, and I could see something was churning in her head. I instantly thought of the closet, and I knew better. She didn't come here for sex because her brother was here, and we weren't repeating the other day. But she also wouldn't come here unless it was important. So, something had to have happened.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" I walked towards her. "You know you could have just called me if it was something serious."

She raised her hand, making me pause as she pulled her phone out. She grabbed my hand and started pulling me down the hallway towards our boardroom. We never used it unless Ayden had meetings, but he normally did them in his office. The board room was filled with boxes and a large table that collected dust.

"Cayden, I have an emergency," she said into the phone, and I looked at her, confused.

"What are you doing?" I asked, gesturing my hands out. "What am I chopped meat?"

She hushed me, pulling her attention back to the phone. "No, I'm actually in the meeting room at your work. Ayden said I could wait in here."

I stared at her, utterly confused, when she ended the call and turned to me. She pointed to a chair and said, "Sit."

I sat suddenly turned on by her demands. She crossed her arms, tapping her foot against the ground. It was only a few moments before Cayden hurried in, looking pale. "What's wrong? What happened?? Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you?"

April pointed to another chair that sat across from me. "Sit."

Cayden looked at the chair and then looked at me. He looked just as confused as I was before he turned to April. "You said you had an emergency? What's the emergency?!"

"This," she waved her finger at the two of us, and her eyes narrowed as she continued to point. "This is the emergency. So, sit."

Cayden scuffed. He threw his hands up and ran them through his hair as he turned back to April. "April, you can't come into my work and say that you have an emergency and don't! I'm busy! I have shit I have to get done, and this..."

Her eyes narrowed on her brother as she placed her hands on the table and leaned forward slightly. At that moment, I'd never seen April look so put together, so confident. So terrifying. "Sit in the fucking chair, Cayden. I'm not asking again."

He sat, huffing as he did and crossing his arms. "I'm not talking to him," he said.

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