ALAYNA
Jason holds out his hand and grabs Brandon’s. I glance back and forth at the two men who seem to know each other.
“Have you met?” I ask.
“I work for him,” Jason answers.
“He works for me,” Brandon says simultaneously.
A beat passes. “Oh, wow. Small world, huh?” I frown, feeling a knot in my stomach because it’s weird. Suddenly, the atmosphere becomes decidedly colder.
I clear my throat. “Well, this is really a surprise.”
“I’m surprised about it myself,” Brandon says and shoots a glare at me. Maybe he’s slightly mad because I let my visitors in without his permission. I’ll just explain it to him later.
“Anyway, dinner is ready. Do you want me to take dinner to your room first?” I ask Brandon.
He leans toward me, not minding our guests. “I’ll join you.”
Now, that is even mor
