Page 48 of Jacqueline's Quest

“No. The coffee was done when I got up. I figured Luca’s maids did it or something.”

“Oh.” She picked up the jar marked sugar then went in search of a spoon. “He must have done it then. I doubt I would have slept through a maid seeing Thomas naked.”

“I don’t think any of us would.” He chuckled. “Everything else okay?”

She spun, facing him with a spoon in one hand and the jar in the other. “That’s a loaded question.” She dropped a couple of spoonful’s into her mug then put everything away or into the sink. “The answer is also complicated.”

“Want to talk about it? Hannah always said I was a good listener.”

She frowned. “I don’t want to bog you down with my issues.”

He waved her off. “Your issues are the team’s issues.” He patted the table beside him. “Sit, we have a while before everyone is supposed to show up.”

She chose the chair across from him. “We diditlast night. Thomas and I.”

“Congratulations,” Murray said. “Jaqueline and I did too.”

“Kind of heard you,” AJ replied, shifting her chair.

“Oh?” Murray wiggled his brows. “Did you? You little perv.”

“I am not a perv,” she huffed crossing her arms. “You were loud enough we heard you through solid oak doors.”

Murray motioned to the ceiling and the walls. “Good acoustics.”

She blanched. “Which means you heard us too.”

He nodded. “For what it’s worth, it’s not a big deal. Hot as fuck. But, still not a big deal.”

She moaned and buried her face in her hands. “Oh my God. I can’t believe this is my life now.”

“Hey, it’s not all bad,” Murray said. “Seems like Thomas likes you. You guys have some smoking chemistry too.”

“But I’m in love with my best friend and I slept with my work partner,” she said. “It’s like some fucked up telenovela.”

“Okay, when you put it in those terms, maybe a little.”

“Ugh, you’re not helping.” She shook her head. “What am I supposed to do?”

“Well, no one but you can answer that question. You have to figure it out.”

“I can’t,” she said. “How do I choose between the two of them?”

Murray scrubbed his chin. “Who says you have to?”

AJ stared at him. “Huh? What do you mean?”

“Don’t be too daft, kid. You know what I’m saying. Why do you have to choose between both men? Why can’t you enjoy them both?”

She leaned across the table and narrowed her eyes. “It’s illegal for one. We all can’t get married. Not only that, shouldn’t the men come to some agreement? We haven’t even talked about having a relationship either.”

He nodded. “So, you’re worried about nothing.”

“Nothing? Aren’t you listening to me?”

“I am. You’re consumed with the future and not living in the moment.” He took a sip of his coffee and grabbed an apple out of the bowl on the table. “Let me guess, you woke up this morning and everything was awkward for you.”

“Yeah, how did you know?” She glanced away.

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