After staring at Cade like he’d just grown a second head, I finally blurted the obvious.
“So… these are parting gifts? A consolation prize for the girl who just got fired?”
His mouth twitched, fighting a laugh. “No. Not parting gifts.”
“Then why the hell am I being fired?”
He leaned back on the couch, a faint smile ghosting his mouth. “Because you’re my girlfriend now, Mira. Not my assistant. I don’t want to drag a bad game home and risk unloading it on you just because you’re on my payroll. I’d rather come to you for peace.”
I folded my arms, pretending to glare, even as my lips betrayed me with the ghost of a smirk. “Wow. That’s the sweetest way I’ve ever been told I’m unemployed.”
That cracked him wide open. The laugh he’d been holding back finally escaped, his shoulders shaking.
