Page 109 of See You Maybe
“Got it.” Brady gave him a mock salute.
Declan turned to Vincent, refusing to rise to the bait. Brady was as annoying as his little brothers. “I’ll need a plane that can't be traced back to me.”
Vincent nodded. “Not a problem. I’ll have one on standby.”
“Are you going to tell your brothers?”
Declan turned his gaze on Brady. “Your contract is with me, not my siblings. I don’t care how close you are with them, you would be wise to remember that.”
Brady’s jaw flexed, and his eyes glinted angrily. Something much more cut-throat replaced his normal carefree expression, and Declan realized there was a lot more to this man than the insouciant devil-may-care attitude Brady presented to the world.
“Business is business,” Brady gritted out.
The man didn’t drop Declan’s gaze, and his respect for the security specialist climbed. “Good.”
Raised voices sounded through the door, drawing all three men’s attention.
“This is unacceptable,” a shrill voice shouted.
Brady grinned. “Sounds like our cue to leave. One of your girlfriends needs you”
The door slammed open, and Fiona strode in, not sparing a glance for either man standing in front of the desk.
Declan ignored her even as his temper threatened to run free. “Inform me as soon as you get what I need.”
With a curt nod, they left the room.
“I can’t believe you left me waiting.” Fiona spat at him. “Do you know how humiliating that is?”
Declan leaned back in his chair, gazing at her with her hands on her hips. “I was in the middle of something.”
“I’m your fiancée,” she practically screamed. “You were in here with her again.”
“Olivia works here.” Declan kept his tone mild, but inside he was moving dangerously close to the edge of his temper. He wouldn’t tolerate anyone saying something negative about Olivia.
Fiona must have read the message in his eyes, because she suddenly backed down with what he suspected was supposed to be a sweet smile. “I’m sorry. I was excited to see you, and I’m not known for my patience.” She giggled, but Declan didn’t miss the anger still burning in her eyes.
“Do you need something?”
Her smile thinned. “I wanted to have dinner with you this week.”
“You said you were in Atlanta for a baby shower? That was a week ago.”
Fiona waved a hand in the air. “I extended my stay. Tracy’s on bed rest now but she introduced me to some of her friends, and it turns out Atlanta has a lot more to offer than I expected.” Her expression turned sly. “I assumed you’d be happy about that. Isn’t it a good thing that I like it? You said you wanted us to have a home here, near your family.”
Declan grunted. The idea of sharing any home with the woman was repugnant. It was time to adjust his plan.
“I’m going out of town.”
Fiona frowned. “Where are you going?”
Declan lifted an eyebrow.
“Fine,” she snapped, before flouncing to the door. “You have to make more of an effort, Declan. I can’t make this relationship work by myself.”
Relationship? Was the woman actually insane?
Declan picked up his phone. “Todd, can you have Cecile come to my office as soon as she is free?”