SECRETLY MARRIED TO MY BOSS

chapter 8

Griffin

Jake rams his spoon into the massive breakfast skillet in front of him. “You were nice to Cora on the company retreat, right?”

I’ve been back in Maine for less than twenty-four hours, and Jake is already up my ass about his sister. As soon as I landed, he texted me to go out for breakfast the following day.

I bite back a sharp response and instead take a sip of my coffee. “Of course I was nice. She’s my assistant. What was I going to do? Take her on a retreat and then treat her like crap? Besides, it’s just an extension of work for me.”

Jake arches an eyebrow. “You and Cora have never been able to get along. Mostly because you have a tendency to be an ass.”

“Trust me, I didn’t do anything to her this weekend.”

Not that I’m ever planning on admitting to Jake what I did, at least.

If he found out I kissed Cora, he would likely beat me up before ending our friendship. He would think I was using her.

All Jake would see was another woman with whom I planned on having fun before leaving.

I couldn’t blame him for that, either.

My track record with relationships is quick and short. Most women in my life have only wanted to benefit from my money.

They think that dating a CEO lawyer from a reputable billionaire family will automatically bring them a life of luxury.

I don’t exactly have time to invest in relationships either, and Jake knows my reasons.

But Cora… she’s different. If she would just stop avoiding me, we might be able to talk about what happened the other day.

Jake is about to say something when a young boy approaches him with a baseball in his hand.

The boy rocks in front of our table for a moment, pink staining his cheeks. “Mr. Walsh, would you sign my ball?”

Jake grins and wipes his hands. “Absolutely.”

Jake signs the ball and spends a few minutes taking pictures with the boy. They briefly talk about one of Jake’s most recent games and the pitches he threw.