Page 79 of One Bad Idea
"Says you."
"No. Says everyone who was there."
"I'm just saying, he deserves a nice girl."
I didn't bother hiding my disbelief. "You can't be serious."
"Why not?" she demanded.
"Because…" I almost didn't know how to say it. I had to remind myself that Jaden was my boss, and she was his, well, I didn't know what, but I did know that she wouldn’t appreciate my insights onanyof this.
Finally, I muttered, "You know what? I'm not discussing it."
"Good," she said. "Then you can listen."
"To what?"
"To some friendly advice."
I gave a bark of laughter. "Friendly? Seriously? You're one of the least friendly people I've ever met."
"Yeah, well you're no prize yourself. At least I don't go around jumping people."
Well, there was that.
But in my own defense, I reallywasn'tthe violent type. That whole spectacle at Jaden's house was unlike anything I'd ever done. And even then, I'd been motivated mostly by concern for Cassidy.
I felt my gaze narrow. "Yeah, well you would've done the same thing in my shoes."
She straightened. "Honey, your feet are too big for my shoes."
I looked down. My feet were actually on the small side. With the desk between us, I couldn’t seeherfeet, but judging from her height, our feet were probably similar in size.
But what did this have to do with anything?
I muttered, "Better big feet than a big mouth."
"Yeah, well you've got one of those, too."
"What?"
"I'm just saying, I heard you were yelling so loud, you rattled the windows."
Gee, you flip out one time…
I gave her a look. "Is there a point to all this?"
"No point," she said. "I'm just warning you, that if you think you can weasel your way into his pants, you're wrong."
"His pants?" I sputtered. "Seriously?"
"Dead serious."
"Trust me," I said. "His pants are safe."
"They'd better be," she said. "He's a nice young man. And he deserves a nice girl." Her gaze narrowed. "And honey, you're not it."
And with that, she turned and strode toward the exit, leaving one final parting shot in her wake. "See you tomorrow."
