Page 5 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

“Or something,” he says not elaborating and honestly, I don’t really care why.

I huff. Even if it is charity, it isn’t like I have anywhere else to go. “Fine. But I want your personal number for when all this blows up in your face and I can say I told you so.”

I follow his lead as he walks up the stairs to the front entrance of the house. Did I forget to mention that we parked beside a damn water fountain?

“Mum. Dad. We’re here.”

An older couple walk into the foyer. The man looks a lot like Brennan—tall, slim build, and dark eyes. Except Brennan loves his cardigans, and this man looks to be more of a suit man. The lady is so beautiful, I’m lost for words.

“Brennan, finally. I thought we would miss you. Our plane leaves in an hour.” She pulls him in for a hug. “And you must be Jolie. We have heard a lot about you.”

I arch a brow at Brennan.

“All good things, I hope.”

She laughs at my comment. Brennan smirks—he really is a good-looking man. Some lucky girl will scoop him up and never let him go. A guy like him isn’t in my future.

“Yes, dear. All amazing things.”

I try not to snort at her comment. There is no way Brennan had amazing things to say about me. Every time he’s had to come to my rescue, it wasn’t because I won the spelling bee and he was proud of me.

Brennan steps closer to his father. “It’s good to see you, old man.” They shake hands, not hug. Weird, but whatever.

“Jolie, these are my parents, Annabella, and Blake. They have a business trip and will be gone for about a week. I also have to go with them. I will show you your room and where everything is. My brother, Boston, knows you’re here. He should be back soon. I have asked him to show you around and get you settled in.”

It may seem weird to most to be dumped in a new home and the parents take off, but it wouldn’t be the first time for me. Besides, it isn’t like this place is a dump. For starters, the foyer is huge, the white tiles so clean I could eat off them.

His parents excuse themselves and Brennan makes me follow him up a set of stairs to our left. I try to take it all in, but everything is happening so fast. We come to a stop in front of a door.

“Okay, this is your room,” he says, flicking on the lights. I can’t help the shock that takes over my face. This room is bigger than most houses I have lived in. “I’m sorry I have to leave, but I have a new job with my father.”

my lips. He can’t let me get someone new. “You can’t leave.”

“Jolie, you’re staying with my family. I had no choice, and I accepted the job offer before your placement here anyway. My father offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse.”

How can I argue with that? I would choose money too.

“Arrangements have been made for you to start school, and a uniform is in your closet. I’ve set up a phone, and it has all the numbers you will need already saved in your contacts. Our housekeeper, Petra, will be here every day; she cooks all the meals and will collect all your washing. I didn’t have time to organise any clothes for you, so my father has left you a credit card to get anything else you may need. Twenty grand is the limit?—”

I cut him off with a hand gesture. Twenty grand?! My brain scrambles to piece this all together.

“Brennan, slow down a second, twenty grand? I could go to the second-hand store and fifty bucks would be enough.”

He shakes his head.

“Jolie, I knew you would hate accepting this, and I even asked if they could hire someone to buy things for you. My mother insisted you should pick out your own new things so that the style is you. I left a list of clothing stores you will need to visit. Living with the Myers is about how others perceive you. Other than that, buy what you feel comfortable in. Oh, and my spare car is in the garage for you to use.” He hands me a set of keys.

My emotions overcome me, and tears run down my cheeks. I normally don’t cry, but this is some Cinderella shit right hereand I’m well aware my life isn’t a fairytale. There is always a catch; I just have to figure out what it is.

“Sorry.” Sniffling, I wipe my tears away. “I’m so overwhelmed after everything that has happened, and now this. I don’t know what to say or do.” He puts an arm around my shoulder and pulls me into a side hug. It may be mildly inappropriate, but my emotions got the better of me. “Thank you for all this, Brennan. It means a lot. I’ll try not to fuck it up.”

He laughs as he releases me.

“Trust me, you can’t mess this one up. Wait until you meet my brother, Boston. Just promise to be your usual self around him. Call me if he’s a complete ass. He should be okay as long as you stay out of his room.”

“Okay.” Nice subtle way to throw in a dig at my attitude. “So, I guess I will see you when you get back.”

“You will. I’m sorry about the bad timing of the trip. But Petra was like a second mother to me growing up. She will look after you.”

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