Roman, Jase, and their brother, Zach, were all shooting the shit, sitting on stools around the flower-arranging station in the middle of the room.
Three Dvornakovs in one room? Wowsa.
She paused, her heart beating faster at the sight of Roman.
He looked rather rested for getting no sleep.
The weight on her chest pressed harder against her lungs. All three sets of Dvornakov eyes focused on her.
She forced a bold smile. The office was the priority, not her body’s reaction to Roman.
“Hey, all,” she said.
“Sadie. What can I do you for?” Jase asked, standing.
Wasn’t he supposed to be on his honeymoon?
“I’m just meeting Rome,” Sadie said. “Are you supposed to be here?”
“Yup.” Jase nodded. “I own the joint.”
“I meant the honeymoon thing.” Sadie dropped her purse on the stool next to Roman.
“They did the weekend away in Estes Park thing,” Zach said.
“Followed by the upcoming three weeks in Italy thing,” Jase added.
“Sadie,” Roman said, moving to face her. “Long time.”
“Ha,” she replied.
Zach glanced between Roman and Sadie. He seemed to catch the vibe. Really, the chemistry was hard to miss, even for someone as averse to it as Sadie.
It clearly dawned on Zach that there was more than what met the eye between Roman and Sadie, because he shoved his brother’s arm and said, “Nice.”
Roman shoved him back harder. Zach had to catch himself and not biff it by falling off the stool onto the floor.
Aside from the predatory smile, Roman seemed unaffected by her appearance. His heart rate was apparently not going bananas the way hers was. Nope, he was all calm, cool Dvornakov. How was that possible?
“What are you and Rome up to this fine morning?” Jase asked.
“He’s showing me some office space.” Sadie moved toward the crew as though Roman and his proximity didn’t affect her at all.
“It’s Babushka’s building,” Zach chimed in. “He should probably disclose that. If you don’t know Babushka, you definitely need a briefing before you decide to go all in with one of her spaces.”
That was definitely noteworthy. Sadie noted it.
“She knows Babushka,” Roman said. He still had that monotone quality to his voice. The one that made her edgy.
“What’s with you?” Zach asked. “Somebody piss in your cornflakes?”
“I didn’t get much sleep last night.” Roman kept that stare tucked tight on Sadie.
Jase took in his brothers, then Sadie. “This is gonna suck—”
“Office is up the street.” Roman cut off his brother. “My grandmother went in on property with a bunch of her friends. They live next door at the retirement home and manage the place. I help them out with that.”
“What he means is they give him a master key and he lifts heavy shit,” Zach said cheerfully. “Shit they can’t lift.”
