Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,8
that’s okay. I don’t want-”
“In the meantime, I’ll have T.J. put this out front to see if anyone wants it,” Devin said, cutting her off as Charlie looked from the desk that she loved more than anything to the man that had just suggested throwing it in the trash and back again and…
This just wasn’t going to work for her.
Chapter 3
“I wasn’t done talking to you,” Devin bit out as he glared at the door that had just been slammed in his face.
“And you can tell me what you needed from out there,” the ungrateful brat said, making him narrow his eyes on the door as he grabbed a donut from the small paper bag that he didn’t remember grabbing and took a bite of the delicious jelly donut as he narrowed his eyes on her door.
Since he didn’t actually have anything that he needed to tell her, Devin considered bringing up all that shit that she had in her office, the movie posters lining the walls, the flat-screen television, mini-fridge, microwave, and sound system that he would have fired anyone else over, but…
Fuck it, Devin thought as he finished off the rest of the donut and headed back the way that he came. He didn’t give a damn what she had in her office because he knew that she worked her ass off. He just…
He just wanted to see her.
After this morning, he just wanted to see her and get his mind off things for a while. He hadn’t realized what he was doing until he found himself standing in front of her door. They weren’t friends, never really talked before, but she was the only one that he wanted to talk to after the twins’ teacher broke the news that his son was probably going to have to repeat the first grade.
He had no fucking clue what he was going to do and he had no idea why he wanted to see her. The only thing that he knew was that when he sat in the chair that she’d helped herself to from his waiting room, watching her work, he’d felt himself relax. There was just something about her that…
Made him realize that he was a fucking idiot, Devin thought, shaking his head in disgust as he headed towards the back stairs only to bite back a curse when the woman that had taken his decision not to date as a personal challenge, headed towards him. When he’d hired her a few years ago, he’d barely managed to get the words out that the job was hers when she’d offered to thank him with a home-cooked meal and a look that told him exactly what he could expect for dessert.
“There you are! I was hoping to talk to you about something,” Kelly said with a huge smile as though she hadn’t been waiting for him.
“What did you need?” Devin asked, helping himself to the other jelly donut and-
Found himself watching as the vicious woman that had shoved him out of her office, plucked the donut out of his hand, took a bite with a sad shake of her head and a mumbled, “You owe me a donut,” as she turned around and walked away, leaving him standing there, unable to help but run his eyes over her, noting the way that her ass swayed gently back and forth as she walked away.
“Did…did you just growl?”
“No,” Devin said absently as he watched until Charlie disappeared around the corner only to find himself moving to go after her and-
“So, I was thinking,” Kelly said, stepping in front of him and cutting him off before he did something stupid.
“What’s that?” he asked, biting back a curse as he forced his attention back on the woman smiling sweetly up at him.
“Well, it’s about the website. I have a few ideas that I thought would really help Bradford Creations. I was thinking that we should change the color scheme to something more welcoming like pink and that maybe we should integrate some pictures of puppies and kittens on the homepage to give the page a more personal touch,” Kelly said with a warm smile and a shrug as he stood there, trying to figure out what puppies, kittens, and a pink color scheme had to do with Bradford Creations.
“Charlie’s in charge of the website,” Devin said, deciding that he’d wasted enough time up here and headed for the stairs.
“Well, I know that, but I thought that I would talk to you about it