Page 46 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
I pace the meeting room, rubbing the back of my head.
Think, think, think.
Clearly, Mark’s hands are tied in regard to sharing the details, but it looks like I’ve hired someone who can’t be trusted, and I sure as hell can’t take this any further.
No more sex.
Dinner is off.
I’d have warned you to run, unless you want trouble following your fortune.
What the hell does that mean?
This is not good.Not good at all.
I could fire her, but I don’t have any grounds, and she’s Emily’s best friend.Their bridesmaid.
I have to do this carefully.
“Well, that went well,” Ezra says as he walks back into the meeting room.
“Yes,” I mumble, collecting up my things and walking past him and down the hall.“I’ll call you later, I have something I have to deal with.”
When I reach Lexi’s desk, she is fumbling with her sore hand, dropping something and cursing.My immediate reaction is to help her.
“Here,” I snap, and her eyes shoot up to mine.
“Mason—”
“Go home, Lexi.”My voice is rough and low, my control only just in check.
“Please let me explain, Mason.I—”
I walk away because I don’t know if I want to kiss her or wring her neck.
“Go home, Ms.Grant.And the name is Mr.Kingsley.”
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LEXI
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Oh, shit.
He’s going to fire me.
