Chapter 28
I turned to leave, desperate for distance, my palms still tingling from how close he'd gotten.
"Jana"" Vincent said just as I reached for the door.
I paused, already irritated by the tone that meant he was about to say something smug.
"Get us coffee."
Us? I was his wife, not his servant. He could ask Collins.
Refusing him will only drag this out longer. I sigh in acceptance of my fate.
I turned halfway. "From where?"
He leaned back in his chair, like he was settling in to enjoy the show. "Surprise me."
Ugh. I forced a sweet smile. "Would you like it scalding hot?
Just in case it spills."
His eyes glinted. "You're adorable."
I walked out before I could do something that would land me in prison — like pour coffee on his million-dollar pants.
The employee break area wa
