Kostas's Convenient Bride. Lucy Monroe
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such good friends, you didn’t bother to tell me you wanted to get married. That you’d hired some high-priced matchmaker to make it happen. You didn’t talk over the plan with me, much less the plan to sell our company. Yeah, we’re great friends.” The sarcasm was so thick in her voice there was no way even Mr. Clueless himself could miss it.
“I did tell you about Genevieve.” He frowned, completely ignoring the issue of KJ Software. “Today.”
Kayla felt a headache coming on behind her left eye. “Friends talk about that kind of thing before they do it.”
“How would you know?”
“I just do.” She might not have a lot of friends, but she had more than he did. “I know how to be a friend.”
His green gaze narrowed. “Are you saying I don’t?”
“Unless it comes to throwing money at a problem, I’m going to go with no on this one.”
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that because I am aware you are upset over the sale of the company.”
How magnanimous of him.
She rubbed her temple. It didn’t help the growing headache. Only one thing would. Ending this conversation. “Bradley would have told me.”
“I pay him well, but not enough to hire Genevieve Patterson’s services. It would not have come up.”
“He doesn’t need them.” When Bradley decided to settle down, he would do things the old-fashioned way. He’d look for someone he loved.
“Is that relevant?”
Her hand tightened around the stylus she’d been using to take notes. “To you? Probably not.”
“Bradley is not my friend. He is my employee.” Andreas grimaced.
“He’ll figure that out right away when he finds out you’re selling the company and making his position redundant.”
“I plan to take Bradley with me.”
She wasn’t surprised, but looked into Andreas’s green gaze for confirmation of his words. Her trust factor was at an all-time low with this man right now. “Into your venture capital firm?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” She wanted Bradley to be okay. And he worked well for Andreas.
Andreas smiled, that winner’s grin. The one he used when he was sure things were going his way. “You’ll have enough from the sale of the company to participate materially in the new company.”
“No.” She’d made plans for the money going public would give her. Changing the source of that windfall to an outright sale wouldn’t change her plans.
“We make a good team.”
“No.”
For the first time, Andreas looked disconcerted. “You haven’t even heard me out.”
“There’s nothing to hear. I’m not interested in changing careers. I love what I do and I plan to keep doing it.”
“You’d start a new business in competition with Hawk? Do I need to remind you that business is not your strong suit?”
Oh, if she were a violent woman! He’d have a hand-sized print on his cheek right now. Just to take that smug look off his face. “No. If I wanted to start my own software development company, I’d find a partner. But I don’t see any reason to leave this one. Sebastian Hawk respects my abilities and I’m sure he realizes that without me, the software development department would be crippled.”
Especially if she took the team with her.
“You have a high opinion of your abilities.”
“You used to too.”
“I still do.”
She didn’t reply to that. In fact, she was done talking. Kayla turned back to her computer and changed a line of code before inserting the new series she’d written over the last hour.
“Kayla.”
“Go away, Andreas.”
“Genevieve wants to meet with you.”
“I don’t know why. Anything she needs to know, she can send me an email.”
“I thought we could meet together.”
Because that went so well the first time around. “Go away, Andreas.”
If she kept saying it, he would eventually obey. Everyone did. Even Andreas.
He said her name again. She ignored him, putting in her earbuds and turning on her favorite work playlist. She began typing.
He stood behind her a lot longer than she expected, but after the second song, he was finally gone.
Kayla’s shoulders sagged and her heart hurt in her chest.
She looked at the computer screen that had been designed to be unreadable by anyone not directly in front of it. It was filled with a series of lines that all said the same thing. “I need you to go away.”
She carefully deleted the dozens of lines saying the same thing, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not get back into programming mode.
She needed to know what her future held, now that she realized it wasn’t going to have Andreas Kostas in it.
She left her development station with the computer with no conduit to the internet and moved to her desk and tablet. It was a lot easier than she expected to find a flight to Sebastian Hawk’s headquarters the following day.
Kayla marked herself as out of the building the next day, canceled the one meeting she had to attend and sent off two emails requesting coverage for the others she wouldn’t be at.
* * *
Andreas swore as he read the gushing but uncompromising email from Genevieve telling him he had to fill out the entire personality and interests form before their next consultation. He’d thought the intake form had asked everything pertinent.
Apparently, the matchmaker did not agree.
If Kayla wasn’t pissed at him, he could have asked for her help. As awkward as she could be socially because of her overly literal mind, she got stuff like this with surprising understanding.
The meeting between her and the matchmaker could have gone worse, but he wasn’t sure how. Both he and Genevieve had gotten Kayla’s back up.
It had been a couple of years since she’d tuned him out with earbuds. But when she did it, there was no point trying to communicate with her.
Kayla had a stubborn streak that could outlast his own when the issue mattered to her.
She was angry he’d decided to sell the company, that she’d learned today in the meeting.
Telling Genevieve his plans to sell before talking to Kayla had been a mistake. He could see that now.
He owed his partner more respect than that.
It was also clear that she believed as his friend, he should have talked to her about hiring the matchmaker ahead of time too.
He didn’t see it.
If anything, Kayla should have realized this was the next step. She was the only person he’d ever shared his plans with, but he had shared them.
A long time ago, when their friendship had included sex and no business partnership.
He didn’t like knowing she was upset with him. Kayla Jones was the only person whose opinion really mattered to him.
Breakfast apology éclairs might be in order tomorrow.
Hell, why not deal with it tonight and take