Page 101 of Phishing for Love
“It’s too...sensitive.”
His frown is ferocious. “What?”
“Um, notit, me.I’mtoo sensitive,” I correct hastily.
Sofia is making weird noises next to me.
“Tess Miller,” Calvin begins, his frown deepening so it looks in danger of carving itself into his brain.
Hastily, Kenzie pipes up, “Tess is sensitive about working on pregnancy cards because babies make her cry.”
Still frowning, Calvin shoots me a suspicious glance and I immediately manage an impressive sniffle and pretend to wipe away a tear with my knuckle.
I glimpse Aaron pressing his lips together, trying hard not to laugh.
Enya, taking pity on me, says to Calvin, “I don’t mind pulling Tess from pregnancy. I need her back in general and humor. We’re a little behind.”
“Fine,” Calvin concedes, and my shoulders slump in relief.
Calvin continues with the meeting, and I force myself to pay attention, determined not to be caught out again. After an hour, Calvin casts one final benevolent eye around the room and brings the meeting to a close. Everyone files out.
In the hallway, Rick materializes at my side. “Hey, you want your own baby I’m happy to help.”
Before I can respond, Aaron is suddenly there. “I’m happy to help you hit the floor if you talk to her like that again.”
“Just making a joke,” Rick grumbles, moving away quickly. “Sheesh, no one has a sense of humor anymore.”
“Thank you,” I murmur to Aaron.
He gives my arm a gentle squeeze before Calvin calls him over to another meeting in his office.
After he’s gone, I turn to Sofia and Kenzie. “Vending machine.”
Standing in front of the machine, my hands on my hips, I glare at Sofia’s sheepish face. “What the heck, Sofia? Sensitive?”
“I saidnegative, notsensitive,” she argues.
“Negative!” My voice rises. “Why couldn’t you have saidno! It’s easier, shorter, and I wouldn’t have misinterpreted it!”
“Matt’s making me watch a lot of military movies, and it just came out.”
“On a different note,” Kenzie remarks, playing peacemaker, “Aaron was totally checking you out.”
“No, he wasn’t,” I deny. On the inside, though, I’m whispering joyously,oh yes, he was, he totally was.
“He couldn’t take his eyes off you,” Kenzie insists. “He definitely has the whole brooding, mysterious thing going for him.”
Sofia taps her lip. “I’ve heard rumors.”
My interest stirs. “What sort of rumors?”
“Some kind of tragedy.” She gives an elegant shrug. “I don’t know, it’s all hush-hush.”
“Something to do with his sister?” I ask.
Sofia’s brow crinkles. “I don’t think so. A fiancée was mentioned, not a sister.”
Fiancée? Sofia must have heard wrong.
