"Nothing, Ronan," Jax said quickly, rolling up the maps a little tighter. "Just thinking about the border guards for Monday. I'll go finish the schedule in my office now."
He made a move to get up, but his silence had already given him away.
Ronan let out a fake cough and leaned back against the balcony railing. He folded his arms, looking completely amused.
"You can't just run to your office every time your face turns red, Jax," Ronan teased with a laugh. "You completely spaced out for a full minute just now. You definitely do like Bracia. There is no other reason why you are getting this defensive about your assistant."
Jax sat back down, realizing that leaving right now would only make him look guilty. He needed a complete distraction to shift the spotlight away from his own hidden
