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Jerome and I each give a little shout of surprise as I smack bodily into him.I stumble back a few steps, wheeling my arms a little to find my balance. Jerome is there, luckily, catching me by the shoulders and holding me steady.
“Well, Miss Fay,” he says, his voice hardly more than a whisper as he glances towards the office door. “And where were you last night?”
“Nowhere,” I say, smug, shaking my hair back from my shoulders and gathering up my dignity as I find my balance. Jerome releases me, crossing his arms smugly over his chest as he grins at me. “I was just…getting a pen. From the office.”
“Fay,” Jerome says, his face breaking out into a wicked smile. “If you think I don’t know whose bedroom is through the bookcase in that office –“
“What!” I hiss, my face dropping. “Does everyone know the secrets of his house except me!?”
Jerome just laughs, shaking his head. “So, how was he, Fay? Come on. I’m dying to know.”
“Ew,” I say, wrinkling my nose at him. “You’re seriously asking this about your boss?”
“My hot boss,” Jerome whispers, raising his eyebrow at me. “And I’m just asking – you’re the one taking action with your maybe-father-in-law –“
My mouth drops open at Jerome’s gall and then I realize something, glancing at the stairs. Jerome – he was coming down them. At four in the morning. I don’t actually know where Jerome sleeps, but it’s certainly not in one of Kent’s guest rooms.
“And where were you, Jerome?” I ask, crossing my arms and blinking up innocently at him. “Speaking of taking action within the Lippert family – did you happen to see my maybe-fiancé last night?”
“Actually,” Jerome replies, hesitating, his whole demeanor changing as he glances around to make sure we’re alone. Then, making a quick decision, Jerome grabs my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen. Confused but curious, I follow without protest as Jerome pushes open the door and leads me towards the fridge in the empty kitchen.
“What are we doing here?” I whisper.
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