Page 43 of Unsuitable

He has a really nice smile.

Honestly, if I were butter, I’d melt right now.

“And, here I was, thinking I was the eternal cause of his grumpiness.”

“Nah, don’t take it personally. Kas is just a miserable bastard ninety percent of the time.”

“What about the other ten percent?”

“He’s usually sleeping.”

Jude grins, and I giggle.

“I am still here,” Kas growls as he walks over to us.

Jude winks at me, making me smile again.

“Were you boxing?” I ask Jude as Kas comes to a stop beside him.

“MMA,” Kas answers, forcing my eyes to his. “Mixed—”

“Martial arts,” I finish.

“You like MMA?” Jude asks.

“It’s okay.” I shrug before flicking another glance at Kas, who is frowning at me. I swear, sometimes, he almost looks like he’s in pain when he’s looking at me.

“We’ll be done in here in an hour,” Kas says to me, his tone hard. “Clean my office now. It’s about time you did it.”

I have to stop myself from saying, The reason I’ve never cleaned it is because you’re always in there!

I repress a sigh and say, “Fine.”

Turning, I pick up my bucket and cleaning supplies and hook the vacuum under my arm.

“You need a hand?” Jude asks from behind me.

I glance back at him, ignoring Kas’s stare on me. “I’m good, but thanks.”

“It was nice meeting you, Daisy.”

“You, too.”

I start to walk to the door. Surprise has me nearly tripping over myself when Kas quickly moves past me and holds the door open for me.

Okay…

“Thanks,” I utter.

“How did your meeting go?” Kas asks in a low voice, bringing me to a shocked stop.

I really don’t get this guy. One minute, he’s Kas-hole, being a total dick to me. The next, he’s Kas-nice, asking how my meeting went.

His mood swings are really starting to give me whiplash.

I turn to him to find that his eyes are soft and fixed on me. A stark contrast from the way he was looking at me mere seconds ago.

I give him a sad smile. “Not as well as I had hoped. But thank you again for letting me have the time off. I do appreciate it.”