Didn't Expect You (Against All Odds #2) - Claudia Burgoa Page 0,24
for everything we broke.”
I don’t add that when we started LNCWare, we didn’t have much money. Once we became successful, I had to bail my father out of the stupid investments he had been making. He almost lost his father’s fortune and was about to sell the rights to every movie Grandpa had made. Not even Ford knows about it. That’s when LNC Investments was born.
“You’re right, I don’t know anything about your current situation,” I yield. “You might want to start charging Persy and Eros for your services. I understand they are family, but they could be your first clients and referrals too. What happens if tomorrow your boss decides to retire, sell the practice, and the new owners only wanted the clients but not the lawyers? You’ll be out and—”
“Though you have a point, I can’t contemplate my future career at this precise moment,” she interrupts me. “It’s stressful. Don’t you think I spend enough time considering what can happen if they kick me out tomorrow? I do often, but for now, I’m tied to them. If you don’t mind, I’m trying to have a relaxed weekend.”
“My apologies. I get caught up on finding solutions.”
“Thank you for the advice,” she answers, her voice is now soft and relaxed. “Sorry for being defensive. It’s just scary. I…my parents traveled a lot while we were growing up.”
She tells me how her archeologist parents dragged the family from one archeological site to the next. They switched schools, addresses, and friends often. Which is why Persy and Eros are her best friends. Callie lived with her grandparents for the first three years of her life. Her parents retired before she started high school.
Nyx had a taste of normalcy during the holidays when she visited her grandparents, who used to live next door to Sheila, Persy’s agent and the wife of my stepbrother.
“Wait, your grandparents are Bertha and Teodoro Casanova?” I ask, surprised.
“Yes, they are Mom’s parents. How do you know them?”
“They lived a few houses down from ours. Dad and his wife moved out after we left the house,” I respond. “Your grandma makes the best cookies in the world.”
“I’d like to defer, but they are tasty,” she argues playfully while sipping her coffee. “When you have traveled around the world, you learn where to find the best of almost everything.”
“Where was your favorite place to live?”
“That’s a hard question,” she answers. “All the countries in Latin America were fun. England is gorgeous. Mostly the countryside. I liked Ireland too, but I’m not sure if I’d like to live in Europe. Visiting yes, but I’d rather be in a more tropical place close to the ocean. I might want to retire to Costa Rica or Peru. I think that’s why Eros wants to set up the business there. He loved it there too.”
“You’d love my place in Seattle. Except it’s cold during the winter,” I state as we arrive at her parents’ house, which I’m not surprised to see that it is in the middle of a woodsy area and their next neighbor seems to be at least a mile away from their home. “Why did you move to Colorado?”
“My parents,” she answers. “When they decided to stop digging and start teaching, CU hired them. Eros was in Ithaca, New York. Persy and I were in North Carolina. She was studying at NCU, and I went to Duke. We were close enough to watch out for each other but had our own space because...hello, college. It’s the time when you want to find your own path. Once we were ready to work, we both agreed to move close to the parents.”
When I kill the engine, I reach out for my mug to drink more of my coffee. Nyx glances at me giving me a mischievous smile. I arch an eyebrow and wonder if she poisoned my coffee.
“What is it?” I ask, checking myself in the mirror and finishing the cup of TLC she shared with me. I won’t tell her it tastes better than black coffee though.
“Okay, I’m ready to meet the parents,” I state.
“Cross your fingers that they’re not naked or having sex by the entrance.”
I almost choke and start coughing loudly. She watches me with amusement and adds, “I’m warning you. You might regret meeting the Brassards.”
With that, she unbuckles her seatbelt and leaves me staring at her swaying ass while I’m trying to recover from what she just said.
“Woof!” Brock barks and I shake my head, wiping the horrifying