Neighbors with the Single Dad by Whitley Cox

Author:Whitley Cox [Book 8]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whitley Cox
Published: 2023-07-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“What do you mean it’s a conflict of interest?” Remy, Scott’s boss, asked snidely as Scott sat in Remy’s enormous office the following day. “Since when?”

Since it’s none of your damn business.

“Since recently. I, uh … ” He scratched the back of his neck as nerves prickled along his freshly shaved skin. “Since I discovered that the woman I’m seeing is actually Todd’s ex-wife.” Scott swallowed. “Their divorce was not exactly amicable.”

And Todd is a motherfucking rapist bastard who should be behind bars right now.

Remy’s normally rather pale complexion turned the color of a tomato fresh off the vine. “You’re saying that our biggest client in I don’t know how long is suddenly a conflict of interest because of a woman?”

Scott’s hands gripped the armrests of his chair to keep himself from lunging at Remy for making such a remark, not to mention the irritated facial expression that went with it. “Not just a woman. Todd’s ex-wife. This has no way of ending well. If you haven’t noticed, the man is fiercely competitive, demanding and is used to getting his own way. If he gets a bee up his ass about me dating his ex-wife, what’s to stop him from just up and pulling all his businesses from our service?”

“Uh, I dunno, how about a little something called a binding contract?”

Scott chomped down hard on his back teeth. How old was Remy anyway? Twenty-five? Twenty-eight? He was no more than a maggot. A grotesque, white, wiggly little flesh eater. And how in the hell did he get into a senior partner position?

Oh yeah, that’s right. His daddy was the CEO.

Clearing his throat and loosening his grip on the chair, Scott made sure to keep his tone as respectful as was humanly possible when faced with an idiot who was possibly still in diapers when Scott was busy losing his virginity in the back of a Chevy pickup. “Yes, we do have a contract, and it is binding, but that doesn’t mean Mr. Fletcher wouldn’t try. There is an escape clause in the contract, even though I’m not sure my romantic life is grounds for contract termination. But the man has an army of lawyers at his disposal, and he doesn’t strike me as the type of guy who’s used to losing. It would come down to whether or not you want to waste our company money on lawyer fees during a lawsuit.”

Remy worked the jaw of his baby face back and forth, his amber eyes closer to a catlike yellow, which combined with his orangey-red hair reminded Scott of his childhood cat Chester, a bit fat ginger thing missing half an ear and with a docked tail.

“Look, Remy.” Scott sat forward in his chair and rested his elbows on his thighs, his gaze level with his dumb-dumb boss. “I’m not saying we cut ties with Fletcher Holdings. I’m just saying it would behoove us—behoove the company for me to be removed off the file.”

“Or you just break up with this chick,” Remy offered, curling his fingertips toward his wrist and examining his nails.

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