Chapter Nine
Jason was starting to wish his brother would come back for different reasons. Mainly, because he would never consider asking a client out on a date. And he kind of wanted to ask Naomi out on a date. Which was ridiculous. She’d hated him until recently. Well, hate might be a strong word, but still.
She wore pink socks with purple toes and heels, which struck him as adorably at odds with the dark blue jeans and light green turtleneck.
Rather than launch into another apology, which was what he wanted to say when she thanked him, he simply told her she was welcome, then picked the first alternate topic he could think of.
“Did you see Mrs. Rubinski today?”
She laughed and looked down at her green top. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. She told me I looked especially lovely tod
