Page 218 of His White Moonlight
“Do they stand a chance against her?”
He shook his head.“She’ll be fine.”
“I wasn’t worried about her.”I paused when I realized how it sounded.“That’s not what I meant.I mean, I’m more worried that these challenges are just a distraction.When are they happening?”
“Saturday.”
His phone rang.He glanced at it but returned his full attention to me without answering it.
“Do I need to be there?”I asked.
“There’s nothing in our laws that says you have to be present.”
“Perfect.Once the time for accepting new challenges expires, have Dad announce that I won’t be there.”
His phone rang again.He frowned at it, then at me as he sent it to voicemail.
“Why?”he asked.
“I think the women will withdraw their challenges because whatever they have planned won’t work.Then they’ll have to come up with something else.”
“Like what?”
“That’ll depend on how accessible I am.”
His phone started to ring again.
“Just answer it already,” I said.
A mix of guilt and panic briefly appeared in his expression.
“Is it another woman harassing you?”I asked.
“No.It’s Konni.”
Why the guilt and panic for Konni?I reached across his desk and answered it on speaker.
“Wrenly’s with me,” Bennett said before Konni could speak.
“And that better not change whatever you were about to say,” I said, frowning at Bennett.
“Um…I finished the thing.You need to pay up.”
I looked at Bennett, expecting him to clarify Konni’s vagueness.His gaze held mine, but something in his expression hinted at nervousness, which was a first.
Bennett’s main traits were anger, seriousness, and possessiveness, with rare glimpses of playfulness and humor.Nervousness just wasn’t part of who he was, and his reaction was only making me more curious.
Typically, the only thing that put him on edge was me.So was Konni calling about something that had to do with me, or was it something else?
I tilted my head at Bennett.“Keeping things from me in the past hasn’t worked out well for either of us.”
Walking around the desk, I nudged his chair back.His pupils expanded when I angled away from him and set a hand on his shoulder.A small rumble vibrated from him as I sat on his leg and turned his face toward me.
He swallowed hard as I studied him.
“You better start talking, Bennett,” I said.
“The Shanes reached out to a foreign investor whom I haven’t had contact with, but Konni has,” he said in a rush.“I gave him five minutes to block them and call me back.”
