Page 71 of Kissing the Boss (Fairy Tale Quartet 2)

My heart leapt. I immediately thought it would be Ezra, come to tell me he couldn’t stay away from me, no matter how risky our relationship might be.

But I was wrong.

Sabella from Belts marched straight to Brick’s desk, her eyes narrowed with rage.

“Hey,” Brick started, grinning and standing to greet her, his voice welcoming and pleasant.

But Sabella only glared before rearing her arm back and slapping him across the cheek.

His head snapped to the side. Then he shook it, blinked, clutched his face, and turned back to gape incredulously at her.

She spun away and marched right back out of the office.

“Um… Okay,” I said, making Brick glance at me, his expression full of surprise. “What was that about?”

“I have no idea,” he admitted.

I opened my mouth to say something about his marathon romp he’d had last night. Maybe Sabella had heard about that and was jealous. Oh dear, I wondered if she’d go and slap Adelyn next.

But then, there was Adelyn, appearing in the doorway next. She didn’t step inside, only glared at him through the opening, her eyes full of tears and her teeth gritted in anger before she snarled, “You’re such a fucking prick. I hope your dick falls off and you die from every disease known to man before you spend all eternity burning in hell.”

Okay, so maybe Adelyn hadn’t been the one he’d spent last night with either.

Brick lifted his eyebrows and opened his mouth to respond, but Adelyn had already left, striding down the hall away from him.

He turned his attention to me, his gaze stunned and confused. Falling into his chair and wiping his hands over his face, he asked, “What the

hell is going on?”

I cringed. “Well… Someone did just tell you they’d make you regret hiring me. I think she’s following through.”

With a sniff, he frowned. “But what could she possibly tell them to make them so pissed? I made damn sure they both knew where they stood with me, and besides, I’ve already moved on to Grace in—Oh. Hey, Grace.”

Grace—whom I’d never seen before and had no idea which department she came from—stormed into the room to slap her hands onto Brick’s desktop and glare across it at him. “Just so we’re clear, it’s over. Don’t call me, don’t talk to me, and don’t even look at me, you bastard. What you did was sick…and just wrong.”

She swung away to stroll from the office like a boss.

Brick shook his head slowly and let out a low whistle. “Damn. I have no idea what my dear mother told them, but I seriously need to take notes for the next time I want a clean break from someone.”

I sent him a disappointed frown. “Brick! Don’t you feel bad at all that those three ladies are hurt?”

With an unrepentant shrug, he confessed, “I’m probably not supposed to say not really here, am I?”

“No,” I said. “You’re not.”

His grin was shameless. “Oops.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re hopeless.”

His smile only grew as he spread his arms wide. “But a free man once again, it seems. And hell, now I don’t feel pressured to do better than last night with Grace, because there’s no way to beat how awesome I was last night.”

With a laugh, I shook my head. It would bug the heck out of me if Lana had done to me what she’d just done to her own son, but I guess I was glad he had such thick skin about the whole mess. It’d be harder for her to really hurt him now. That was good.

Except this still felt not so good at all. I had a bad feeling Lana wasn’t done yet.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

No more women stormed Brick’s office for the rest of the day. From his behavior, a person never would’ve guessed he’d been slapped, threatened, and broken up with, all within five minutes. I had to wonder if somewhere inside him, it truly bugged him.

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