Just One Night (The Kingston Family #1) - Carly Phillips Page 0,54
your information, I had nothing to do with your father’s choices.”
Not about to let him off the hook easily, Linc stepped toward him. “You could have given me a heads-up and chose not to. You also dragged out the information for your own enjoyment. Can’t say I appreciate either choice.”
Beck shrugged. “And I can’t say I care.”
“Great.” Linc refrained from rolling his eyes. “With that settled, keep Brian, my CEO, updated on anything having to do with this deal. I don’t want to be blindsided again.”
Better to let Brian deal with the actual purchase and subsequent renovations and leasing. Linc and Beck might kill one another if they had to work together directly. And since it was Beck who was involved, Linc wouldn’t turn it over to someone more junior. To be safe, he wanted someone he trusted implicitly handling it.
“Whatever you say.” Beck took his seat again, obviously finished with the conversation, which was fine with Linc.
“Let’s try and stay out of each other’s orbit from now on,” Linc said before turning and walking out, letting the door slam behind him this time.
* * *
Jordan worked all morning without a break because she’d promised Aurora they could go shopping for post-maternity clothes.
Melly had done so much for her, furnishing the baby’s room, supplementing accessories and clothes that she didn’t get at the shower. But when it came to her own wardrobe, Aurora wanted someone closer to her own age to join her. Aurora was coming to the office to meet up with Jordan and Chloe for a girls’ afternoon.
Jordan had taken off the day after the baby shower, as Linc had offered and she’d returned the next day. For the most part, she was feeling better except for an occasional bout of light-headedness and nausea. She assumed she had a lingering virus, or as a migraine person, she attributed the symptoms to her condition and went about her days.
She looked forward to shopping with the two girls today, and by the time Aurora arrived, Jordan was ready to go.
The young woman walked up to Jordan’s desk, an excited smile on her face. “Did you hear the cool news?”
Jordan shook her head. “What’s up?”
“Dash and the band are performing at a special charity event this Saturday night and we’re all going! Melly asked the nanny her friend’s daughter used if she could babysit for Leah and she said yes.” She vibrated with excitement and Jordan was thrilled for her.
“That’s amazing. I know you’ll have fun.” Jordan smiled. “Now how about I call Chloe and we get going?”
“You’re going, too! I spoke to Linc on the way here, and he said you would both be there.” Aurora bounced on the balls of her feet.
“Oh!”
“Sorry,” Linc said, as he came up behind his sister. “Everything came together for Dash and the band this morning, but I was tied up with an appointment and didn’t get a chance to tell you. But we’re going on Saturday night.” He walked past her, stopping outside his office door.
What was with this we stuff, anyway? “It sounds like a family event to me.”
Jordan glanced at Aurora, who was watching them with interest.
“Aurora, honey, why don’t you go find Chloe? I’ll be with you in a few minutes. I want to talk to your brother.” Jordan pushed herself up from her seat.
“Oh. Sure.” Aurora spun and headed to the other side of the office where Chloe worked. She’d been here before and had learned who sat where.
Once she was gone, Jordan walked around her desk, put a hand on Linc’s back, and prodded him toward his office. Once inside, she shut the door behind them.
“If you wanted alone time, all you had to do was say so,” he said with that sexy grin she couldn’t resist.
When she’d taken the day off from work, he’d had a nearby delicatessen send chicken soup and sandwiches over for her to eat. He’d wanted to come by, but she needed sleep, not to mention distance, and he’d agreed to let her rest. And on her return, he’d been on his best behavior, not pushing their relationship, and she’d been grateful for the reprieve.
“What’s going on?” She set her hands on her hips and cocked her head to one side.
“Tell me you don’t want to see The Original Kings in person?”
“Of course I do, but–”
He shrugged. “No buts. We’re going. And Jordan? Now that you’ve had a week to recuperate and you feel better, after the concert, we’re going to talk about