this is James. He’s the concierge here.”
Taking my outstretched hand, James kissed the back of it and smiled. “A pleasure to meet you, Layla. Daniel tells me you’re Mr. Garrett’s significant other.” Daniel laughed and I even chuckled myself. Slapping James on the back, Daniel shook his head. “It’s okay. She’s cool. You can drop the butler bit.” James gave Daniel a wide -eyed stare before turning his attention to me.
“I’m Jared’s girlfriend if that’s what you meant. You probably have to put on the act for him, but me, I think I could do without. So, James, how long have you worked for Jared?” Breathing a sigh of relief, he grinned. “Two years , and it’s Jimmy by the way. Sorry, I guess I thought you’d be like all the other women Mr. Garrett has brought …“
Kicking James in the foot, Daniel glared at him and shook his head. My eyes darted between them, waiting for an answer before finally settling back on James, who stood awkwardly, staring at Daniel. “Other women Mr. Garrett has brought where? Here?”
James bit his lip and checked his watch. “Oh, wow, look at the time. Mrs. Van Moore will want Cedric taken for his morning walk any minute. I better head inside. Great to meet you, Layla. Enjoy New York.” Giving me a quick handshake and Daniel a knowing nod, he yanked the door open faster than a hooker’s legs. Daniel made a move to follow, but I caught his elbow and glared at him. “Did Jared bring women here?”
He gave me a rueful look and cast his eyes down at the concrete. I had my answer. “He has an apartment here , too, doesn’t he?” He didn’t answer and continued to look anywhere except at me. I could feel myself getting riled. I knew Jared had a lot of girls before me, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. I certainly wanted to know if he had some little fuck shack set up somewhere. As his live in girlfriend, I think I had a right to know!
“Answer me , Daniel! Does Jared have an apartment here?” I could feel myself becoming more and more irritated and the moment his eyes met mine, I knew. Nodding weakly, he gestured to the door. Oh, yeah, I was expected to enter that building knowing that I was following in the footsteps of the sixty before me. “I think I’d rather stay out here.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again he stared down at me with furrowed brows. “You can’t stand out here on the sidewalk. Come inside. Please.” I shook my head in a definitive no.
“Okay, fine. If you won’t come in with me, then I’m staying out here, too, which means I won’t change and you’ll have to walk around the city with me in my suit. Your call.”
Damn it . I was cornered and he knew it. Rolling my eyes, I conceded. “Fine. I’ll come inside, but only because I want to see the city. Not because I’m okay with what I just found out. Got it?” Smiling a little, he opened the door and gestured for me to enter. “Got it.”
Waiting for the elevator, Daniel rocked on his heels. He was clearly worried about what Jimmy had said , and I felt the need to get to the bottom of it growing stronger. When the elevator finally arrived, I was grateful for the seclusion. I watched as Daniel pressed the button for the nineteenth floor directly beneath the large ‘P.’ He caught my line of sight and swallowed hard. Bingo . “He has the penthouse doesn’t he? Of course he does. Why wouldn’t he? Mr. Made of Money would expect nothing less! God!” Throwing my hands in the air I growled in frustration. Daniel continued to stare at the closed doors, and as we came to a stop, he stepped out, walked a little way down the hall and waited for me to exit. I stood in the corner of the elevator and stared back at him. It was no good. My curiosity was getting the better of me once again.
Realizing my next move, he jolted forward to try and stop me , but I was faster. Hitting the ‘P’ on the panel, I watched as he tried desperately
Taking my outstretched hand, James kissed the back of it and smiled. “A pleasure to meet you, Layla. Daniel tells me you’re Mr. Garrett’s significant other.” Daniel laughed and I even chuckled myself. Slapping James on the back, Daniel shook his head. “It’s okay. She’s cool. You can drop the butler bit.” James gave Daniel a wide -eyed stare before turning his attention to me.
“I’m Jared’s girlfriend if that’s what you meant. You probably have to put on the act for him, but me, I think I could do without. So, James, how long have you worked for Jared?” Breathing a sigh of relief, he grinned. “Two years , and it’s Jimmy by the way. Sorry, I guess I thought you’d be like all the other women Mr. Garrett has brought …“
Kicking James in the foot, Daniel glared at him and shook his head. My eyes darted between them, waiting for an answer before finally settling back on James, who stood awkwardly, staring at Daniel. “Other women Mr. Garrett has brought where? Here?”
James bit his lip and checked his watch. “Oh, wow, look at the time. Mrs. Van Moore will want Cedric taken for his morning walk any minute. I better head inside. Great to meet you, Layla. Enjoy New York.” Giving me a quick handshake and Daniel a knowing nod, he yanked the door open faster than a hooker’s legs. Daniel made a move to follow, but I caught his elbow and glared at him. “Did Jared bring women here?”
He gave me a rueful look and cast his eyes down at the concrete. I had my answer. “He has an apartment here , too, doesn’t he?” He didn’t answer and continued to look anywhere except at me. I could feel myself getting riled. I knew Jared had a lot of girls before me, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. I certainly wanted to know if he had some little fuck shack set up somewhere. As his live in girlfriend, I think I had a right to know!
“Answer me , Daniel! Does Jared have an apartment here?” I could feel myself becoming more and more irritated and the moment his eyes met mine, I knew. Nodding weakly, he gestured to the door. Oh, yeah, I was expected to enter that building knowing that I was following in the footsteps of the sixty before me. “I think I’d rather stay out here.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again he stared down at me with furrowed brows. “You can’t stand out here on the sidewalk. Come inside. Please.” I shook my head in a definitive no.
“Okay, fine. If you won’t come in with me, then I’m staying out here, too, which means I won’t change and you’ll have to walk around the city with me in my suit. Your call.”
Damn it . I was cornered and he knew it. Rolling my eyes, I conceded. “Fine. I’ll come inside, but only because I want to see the city. Not because I’m okay with what I just found out. Got it?” Smiling a little, he opened the door and gestured for me to enter. “Got it.”
Waiting for the elevator, Daniel rocked on his heels. He was clearly worried about what Jimmy had said , and I felt the need to get to the bottom of it growing stronger. When the elevator finally arrived, I was grateful for the seclusion. I watched as Daniel pressed the button for the nineteenth floor directly beneath the large ‘P.’ He caught my line of sight and swallowed hard. Bingo . “He has the penthouse doesn’t he? Of course he does. Why wouldn’t he? Mr. Made of Money would expect nothing less! God!” Throwing my hands in the air I growled in frustration. Daniel continued to stare at the closed doors, and as we came to a stop, he stepped out, walked a little way down the hall and waited for me to exit. I stood in the corner of the elevator and stared back at him. It was no good. My curiosity was getting the better of me once again.
Realizing my next move, he jolted forward to try and stop me , but I was faster. Hitting the ‘P’ on the panel, I watched as he tried desperately
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