Page 124 of Grand Love

And I bet it involves me, dinner, and the one place I’ve ever felt at home.

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Mase

“We’re headed to lunch.We get to pop Jasmine’s sushi cherry today! You want anything?” George asks, poking his head into my office door. He is grinning from ear to ear, and I spot Jasmine’s head from where she stands at his back.

“No, redirect calls to Elliot.”

“Elliot left for the day.”

My head snaps towards him. “What?” I check my watch. “It’s twelve o’clock.”

“He said he had a meeting,” Jasmine adds, peeping under George’s arm which he moves to allow her room to stand next to him.

“Is everything okay, Mase?” George asks.

Meeting my ass. He’s been in and out of the office all week. Guaranteed he’s fucking someone new.

“Yeah, you guys head out.” I turn back to my screen but notice that they don’t leave. George looks at Jasmine and she hisses something back at him.

“What is it, George?”

“All it is, sir.” His head rears back. “Sir?! Gosh, I’ve never called you sir before. Ha.”

“George,” I ground out.

“Right. So, we overheard you on the phone with Vinny. And—”

“How?” I interrupt.

“How?” George’s perfectly groomed brows dip low.

“How did you overhear my call from all the way out there?” I point to the reception.

“We were listening on the phone. George thought it was Nina.”

George covers Jasmine’s mouth with his hand. “Oh my god, are you stupid! That’s not what happened,” George tells me in a panic.

“Why lie? That’s exactly what happened.” Jasmine’s lip twitches on one side.

I sit back in surprise. More at the fact Jasmine is being so relaxed in front of me.

“Just when I thought you were a classy girl,” George tells her.

“There’s nothing classy about listening in on people’s phone conversations, George.” I try to keep my own lip from twitching, moving my hand to run along my mouth. “I’m very disappointed.”

He stands looking at me with confusion in his eyes. “I-I…”

“Fuck off, you two,” I dismiss them, not wanting them to see my smile.

“That’s it?” George frowns.

“Don’t question it.” Jasmine pulls on his arm and they leave my office. I shake my head, wondering when they decided they were going to become friends and also wondering why the two of them listening in on my conversation with Vinny doesn’t bother me like it should.

“One more thing, it was the thing actually. You sort of interrupted me before.”

I drop my pen, looking up at him with an impatient glare. “Yes, George?” I say, short.

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