apartment. Gabe was about to have an interesting evening tonight.
Punctuality must have been a thing for him because he rolled into the parking lot in exactly twenty minutes. She let out a low whistle when the silver jaguar pulled up. “Looking for a good time, honey?” she asked mockingly when he rolled his window down.
He didn’t even give her the satisfaction of blushing. “Should you be waiting outside at this time of night?” he asked as she slid into the car.
“Relax, I live here. Besides, based on your reaction to the location, I didn’t think you’d appreciate having to come inside. And you can relax. The party is in the posh side of town.” She tugged on her seatbelt and took a moment to admire the interior of the car. She’d never be able to afford something like this. Of course, what she really wanted was a Prius, but she couldn’t afford that either.
Reaching over, he turned on the navigation system on his dashboard. “Type in the address.” She did as he asked, and they pulled out of the parking lot. “Okay. What are your ideas?”
“I did some research, and I know you primarily work with real estate. My concerns are in construction, and I’d like to know that I’m going to have access to building sites.”
Gabe turned his head to give her an incredulous look. “This is what couldn’t wait until the morning or couldn’t be said over the phone?”
“I was afraid you were going to throw some bullshit at me like how you don’t have access to the sites, and I’m a face-to-face kind of girl. As in, I wanted to see your face when I broached the subject.” The sexy Australian female navigation voice told Gabe to turn right, and he complied. Daisy frowned. Did he choose that voice? Did he have a thing for Australian babes?
“Daisy, I’m Senior Vice President of the company, and other than my father, I own the most amount of shares. I have clearance for all departments,” he said dryly. “So please put to bed these concerns of yours.”
“Great. So you’ll be taking me to a job site this week? I know you’re working on a set of condos in the city. I’d love to see those.”
“I will look at my schedule and try to fit that in,” he said with a sigh. “Anything else?”
She squirmed a little uncomfortably in her seat. “Jordan is concerned about this arrangement, and he’d like to meet you.”
“Fine. I’ll schedule a meeting with him.”
“Actually, he’s going to be at the party. If you wanted to pop in and have a chat with him, you can get it over with tonight,” she said softly. Suddenly, she wasn’t so sure about her plan. Jordan did want to see him, but she’d really wanted to get revenge on Gabe for pushing her aside. Bringing Gabe to this party had seemed like a fun idea, but now, as she saw his body tense, she wondered if she’d made the wrong move.
“You told me that I didn’t have to get out of the car,” he said through gritted teeth.
“You don’t,” she pointed out. “If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”
“I don’t like not having all the facts, Daisy,” he said quietly “And I don’t like feeling that someone is holding out on me.”
His voice bordered on dangerous, and she tugged nervously on her braid. “It’s only a party, Gabe. You really need to relax.”
Her words seemed have the opposite to the desired effect. Instead of relaxing, he gripped the steering wheel. His knuckles stood out white on his hands. “I’ll meet with your guy Jordan, but this is the only time that we conduct business affairs outside of office hours. Do you understand me?”
“Crystal clear,” she muttered. There was an uncomfortable silence as they continued the journey. When they finally pulled up to the hotel where her friend was hosting the party, Daisy was very happy to fall out of the vehicle. The air inside was stifling. He moved more slowly, and her eyes widened when she realized that he was still in his dress pants and button-up
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