Chapter Eleven
“I’ll ask again,” Brodie grated, working to keep his temper in hand. “What in the hell are you doing in my office?” First she invaded his kitchen, now his office? What was she going to do next to drive him crazy?
Her eyes widened in startled surprise. “I came to talk to you about some equipment to purchase, and to see our events calendar.”
His heartbeat grew loud in his ears. “Events calendar?”
“Yes. So I can see what’s going on?”
“There’s nothing to see. I tell you what’s going on.”
Her eyebrows rose at his raised voice, then indignation flickered across her face as she rolled her shoulders back. Damn, the way her face wrinkled when she was pissed. He fisted his hand at his side to keep from rubbing the creases between her eyes.
“I need to see when guests are coming…
