Page 56 of Tempting Miles


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And completely out of my league.

“Nothing.” I nod toward her shoes. “Just thinking those probably cost a pretty penny.”

I snicker at my own joke.

She rolls her eyes with a dramatic huff. “Oh, you mean they’re covered in that disgusting ice melt they keep throwing all over town?”

A couple of the crew guys walk past us carrying blueprints, both throwing glances our way before disappearing toward the conference room.

I’ve never been into high-maintenance women. Don’t have the patience for it.

But Penny Levine somehow makes me want to solve every inconvenience she’s ever had.

“Yeah, these are Manolo Blahnik,” she says.

I blink at her. “Am I supposed to know who that is?”

She laughs softly. “Maybe. I’m pretty sure your sisters own a pair or two.”

Ah yes. My sisters. Both married to rich men.

“No clue,” I admit. “I don’t usually pay attention to what my sisters wear.”

“But you pay attention to what I wear.”

That smug little gotcha smile makes me close my eyes and curse under my breath.

“Not really,” I lie. “I just happened to notice because I was pretty much eye level with them.”

“Mhmm.”

“Anywho,” I cut in before she can keep busting my balls. “What time this afternoon? I need to make sure I don’t have anything urgent on my calendar.”

Penny crosses her arms over her chest, giving me a very distracting view I absolutely should not be looking at while standing in the middle of the office hallway.

Fuck.

“Funny you should mention your calendar.” Her lips twitch. “I checked right before coming to find you.” She waits until my eyes lock with hers. “It’s wide open.”

One eyebrow arches like she’s daring me to keep lying.

Lord, have the tenderest mercy.

I’m done for, and we’re not even fucking on the regular.

“Oh. Good.” I clear my throat. “Then it’s settled.”

I give her a quick nod before turning around to find literally anything else to focus on besides the fact that I’m losing the last scraps of dignity I have left around her.

“He-yo,” I greet my brothers-in-law as I walk into Penny’s office later that afternoon.

Everyone is sitting around Penny’s desk, talking over each other.

“What did I miss?”

“Nothing, we’re just sharing our holiday plans,” Xander fills me in.

I frown. “Are you guys doing something? I thought Rain couldn’t fly being so pregnant.”