Caleb joins me as the other members of the board filter out.
“That went well.”
“It did,” I say, watching over his shoulder as Sadie sashays up to Jax, leaning her hip seductively against the boardroom table.
Could she be any more obvious?
Caleb follows my gaze.
“Jax has another fan,” he chuckles under his breath.
“Unprofessional,” I hiss.
“Only in your world, sis. To the rest of us mere mortals, sex and relationships are par for the course.”
“Jaxson is an external consultant. He’ll be working closely with us on this project.”
Jaxson laughs at something Sadie says, and my hackles rise.
Caleb grips my forearm as I take a step forward.
“Whatever is going on, now is not the time,” he hisses against my ear.
He doesn’t continue, his warning clear.
I’m the one being unprofessional.
I meet Caleb’s questioning gaze.
“It’s nothing,” I say. “A bad night’s sleep, and a host of other issues that require my attention.”
There’s a knock on the boardroom door. Michael appears, his body practically vibrating.
Here we go.
“Speaking of,” I say to Caleb. “I better go. Can you thank Jaxson for me, tell him I’ll be in touch.”
I turn and leave without waiting for an answer or offering a backward glance.
Caleb’s words stick in my mind.
Another fan?
What did he mean?
CHAPTER 40
JAX
Iextract myself from Sadie Tripp.
I’m not sure what game she’s playing, but her unsubtle flirting is not welcome or trusted. The woman is a snake.
“Looks like you have a fan,” Caleb says, when it’s only the two of us left in the room.
I grimace, making him chuckle.
“Kat says thank you, she’ll speak to you soon,” he says. “She got pulled off into yet another Christmas crisis.”
