Chapter 17
Jaime was so engrossed in adjusting the vocal tracks from Death OverLord’s latest recording session he didn’t notice Leila until she swatted him across the back of the head.
“What did I do now?” Jaime said as he set aside his headphones. He could still hear the track coming out at a high volume. No wonder he was lost to the world when he was editing.
“You’ve been holding out on me.” Leila leaned against the mixing table with folded arms and a scowl that would make a schoolmarm proud.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jaime searched his memory for what he’d done or not done that could have upset Leila. She hadn’t done any damage with her slap, so she couldn’t be too mad at him. “I warned you those Lindt chocolates were going fast. Don’t blame me if you didn’t get any.
