Page 15 of Breakneck
It had been a mutual agreement to release me from my service at the Sullivans’, since Leo wasn’t in danger anymore and Davidson had calmed down over the years. Leo now had a personal driver but not twenty-four-seven security.
“I miss you,” he said, smiling at me sadly.
“I miss you, too.” I meant it. Leo had been an easy-going client. The gossip said he was a snobby brat, but I didn’t see it. It might have been a shield he’d used to keep people away. Parenthood and a loving bond had softenedhim up, and now he was the nicest ever. At least toward me.
“How’s your new guy?” he asked.
“You haven’t heard? I’m babysitting Lothair Courtemanche.”
Leo’s eyes grew big. “You’re kidding. Really?”
“Yes. That’s why I only have Sundays free. I’m staying at his place six days a week.”
Leo pointed his manicured finger at me, glaring imperiously. “I need to hear everything.”
“Well, I’m bound by the contract, so I can’t tell you much.”
“How about yes or no questions?”
“Maybe. Unless they require disclosing specific private information.”
“Let’s see. Is Lothair truly as bigheaded as he seems?”
I chuckled. “Yes.”
“Fucking around like crazy?”
I shrugged one shoulder.
“I’m going to take that as a yes. Imperious toward staff?”
“Not really. He’s an asshole to anyone at any time, except for lower staff and hospitality workers. And young fans. He’ll tell producers and execs to go fuck themselves if they want an extra minute of his time, then he’ll turn around and spend half an hour talking to a kid who’d asked for an autograph.”
“That’s nice.”
“Maybe. In any case, he’s a generous tipper.” I couldn’t believe I was defending Lothair, but it was true. He could be nice when he chose to be.
“How does he treat you?”
I grimaced. “Like a shiny new toy.”
My friend snorted. “What?”
“He needs to be doing three things at a time all the time, or he gets bored. I think it might be some sort of hyperactivity. I’m usually the only person around when he’s bored the most. On my first day, he kicked me in the shin just to find out if I would swear.”
Leo burst out laughing, and the baby whimpered. “Sorry, Timmy. Your uncle Terry is super funny, you know. Shh. There.” He switched sides, offering the baby his other nipple, and little Timmy quieted.
“And what did you do when he kicked you?” Leo asked.
“Swore at him, of course.”
Grinning, Leo lifted his coffee to his lips then put it back down as if something else had just occurred to him.
“I read he’s into alphas. Is that true?”
I made a zipper gesture over my lips. I had my suspicions, but I didn’t want to think about it too much. Sometimes the way Lothair looked at me made me uncomfortable, like he was sizing me up.
And it reminded me of my one or two inappropriate dreams I’d had since I started working for him.Nope, I’m not going there.
