Page 27 of Smooth Moves
Evan had hope for the knucklehead. “I would remind you that you are a minority partner. In fact, you’ve been pretty clear that you just work with the guys, drawing a paycheck the same as them.”
“I’m still her boss.” Weaker.
“Not really, but kind of. You know, we could say only Reid and I can hire and fire. We’re majority shareholders. We just talked about this last week.”
“Oh. We did, huh?” The pathetic hope on Cash’s face was embarrassing.
“You really need to stop sleeping through our meetings. But that kiss—technically you didn’t do anything wrong. You know damn well you guys don’t have a no fraternization policy at work. I do agree that her boss should steer clear. But like I said, you’re not her boss.” He paused. “And after that accidental meeting of the mouths, was Jordan upset?”
“No. I don’t think so.” Cash stared at his hands. “She didn’t say much, but if she’d been mad, she’d totally have let me know. Jordan doesn’t hold back.”
“Well then. There you have it. You two kissed, you got that spark out of your systems, and you’re done. No harm, no foul. You can still be friends and coworkers.” Evan didn’t believe a word he was saying.
“Sure, sure.” Cash ate more pizza, like a man starving, a glint of purpose in his eye.
Cash would go after Jordan like a heat-seeking missile on target. Had Evan had any worries about Jordan coming to harm, he’d have subtly crushed Cash’s hope. But he had a feeling about the pair.
And it would be nice to see Cash happy for a change. At least until he annoyed Jordan by being stupid and insensitive about something. But, hell, from what Cash had said, Jordan could hold her own. Maybe the pair had a chance at something more.
Just because Evan despaired of ever easing his loneliness didn’t mean all the Griffiths were doomed to failure. Look at Reid and Naomi. So good together, so in love…
He cleared his throat, erasing memories of Rita. “Now how about we stop talking about girls for two seconds and watchDrama Island? I hear Valerie is trying to overthrow Celia as Island Queen.”
Cash sat straighter and leaned toward the TV. “Seriously? As if that’s gonna happen.”
Evan shook his head. His cousin was a goner. He just hoped Cash would remember that most of the things Charles Griffith had said in the past were lies and should stay buried. Like the man himself.
