Page 40 of Just My Luck

“Ready.” I nodded.

Chapter 14

Jax

I had been raised in moderate wealth. We had attended private schools, were members of exclusive country clubs, and we never wanted for anything growing up.

There was wealth, then there was Kit’s level of wealth.

A few things were obvious upon our arrival. First, Kit Sterling had in no way believed I would be tagging along. Second, Nova was very thankful I was tagging along.

The all-glass enclosure that sat in the middle of the helicopter pad on the roof of the Apex building had a small circular table with two place settings. The violin player, a man in his late fifties, was dressed in a tux and, despite the extravagant setting, managed to look completely bored as he played soft music.

Kit’s eyes darkened when he spotted Nova’s arm twined in mine. If looks could kill, I would have been an ink stain on the ground floor the second we were shown to the roof.

“Good evening,” Kit said after quickly punching a message on his phone. No doubt to secure a third seat to be delivered quickly.

“Wow,” Nova said in greeting. “This is crazy.” She laughed as she held her hair from blowing softly in the evening breeze.

Kit reached over, took her hand from my arm, and lifted it to his lips. “A good crazy, I hope,” he said smoothly.

He was dressed as I’d expected, in a black suit that probably cost as much as my truck. Just as slick as ever.

Honestly, if I was a woman, I’d probably drool over the guy. I get it. He was the kind of guy magazines wanted on their covers. He was the hero or billionaire in all those novels women swoon over. He was young, mid-thirties, and tall, and he had thick sandy blond hair and dimples and muscles in all the right places. Not to mention the wealth and power he held.

“I hope I’m not intruding,” I said smoothly, getting his attention. “There was no mention of exclusivity in the invitation.”

“Not a problem.” He waved, and by the time we were done talking, another chair and place setting had appeared. “Please.” He motioned toward the glass doors of the enclosure. There were flowers, more of Nova’s favorite, scattered around the large space.

There was no way in hell this man hadn’t pulled this exact move before. How did you even think of building a glass box up here in the first place.

As we moved into the space, I thought about it. Obviously, he’d had women up here before and had figured out that setting up temporary glass walls kept the wind and noise at bay while not distracting from the amazing views and the romance of it all.

Where did you get a temporary glass building like this in the first place?

The thing that finally exposed Kit was that damned violin player. He really did look bored. Like, really, really bored.

When his eyes landed on me, however, I saw a small spark of something in his eyes. That had me smiling.

At least no other woman had brought another man up here before. I had that going for me.

Kit pulled out a chair for Nova. She glanced over at me then dropped her arm from mine.

“Thank you for the beautiful dress,” she said to Kit as she moved to sit down.

“You look just as stunning in it as I’d imagined.” He leaned closer to her before taking his own seat. I grabbed the empty spot and scooted the chair closer to Nova.

I planned on making this as awkward as possible without tipping the balance so much so as to lose the account.

“I hope your rooms are to your liking,” Kit said as he poured some champagne into Nova’s empty glass.

“Room,” I corrected, earning a look from Kit. His eyebrows arched.

“Singular?” He glanced over at Nova.

“Yes, Jax and I… are officially an item. We made it official a few weeks back.” She reached for my hand and I squeezed it lightly in response.

“How, wonderful,” Kit said dryly. “Then I understand why you wouldn’t need the suite this go-round.”