Undercover Lover – Part 53 (Conclusion)

Now that things are relatively normal, Saige and Romy can work on building a life together.  

“I almost forgot,” Saige interjected. “My mother said to tell you you’re welcome to stay with her until your place is repaired.”

“Are you going back to your old apartment?” Dido asked her.

“I hadn’t thought about it,” Saige replied. “I don’t think so. Too many bad memories.”

“You know,” Brodie said thoughtfully. There’s an apartment opening up in this building, third floor, in a couple days. I think I can convince the committee to accept your application.”

“I haven’t applied.”

“No, but you’ve got four residents who say you’d make a good neighbor.”

“Thanks, Brodie. I’d like that.”

“Me too,” Romy smirked. “No more tossing the buggers out when I want company.”

“You could move in with her,” Tracy suggested. “Then no one is inconvenienced.”

They all looked at her and laughed. She glanced around, wide eyed. “What? Did I say something funny?”

“Best ask the lady first if she’ll have me,” Romy said shyly.

“Do you have any doubts?” Saige countered.

They exchanged a soulful look, not having eyes for anyone else. Brodie rose suddenly, taking his beer and one of the pizzas.

“That’s my cue to go. Party’s moving to my place,” he said. “Julia, you’re welcome to join us. In fact, if you’d like to spend the night, I’ve got a comfortable guest room and a new toothbrush that’s never been opened.”

“You know, I might at that,” she answered, taking his arm. “I don’t have to worry about you getting fresh, do I?”

Brodie kissed her cheek. “Only if you want me to,” he replied diplomatically. “Otherwise, I’m the perfect gentleman.”

Left alone once more, Romy locked the door and unplugged the phone. He turned off the cell phones and held out his hand. Saige followed him to his room. Finally alone, they made love, sealing the bond they had forged.

The next few days were absolute bliss for Saige. She and Romy were able to move into their new apartment together. With Julia at her mother’s house, they had all the privacy they wanted and indulged themselves. Romy spoiled her, taking her to dinner and buying her flowers.

Saige treated him to massages and erotic bubble baths. Neither of them wanted their special time to end, but suddenly it was Monday again and she had to go to work. Romy had to report to Givens downtown, so they went in together. He drove to her building and parked in the garage.

“I’m seeing you in. It won’t happen often, so enjoy it while you can.”

“What would you like for dinner tonight? I’m cooking.”

“Hmm, you mean besides you?” He pretended to think about it carefully before replying. “I’d love ratatouille.”

“I don’t even know that that is!”

“Well, then I suppose I should cook instead, eh?” He chuckled as they got on the elevator.

The lobby was incredibly crowded. It was the last minute rush at five minutes until nine. Saige saw Brodie disappear into the only available elevator with a petite redhead following him in at the last moment. She had a cell phone plastered to her ear and was speaking in Italian. Saige also saw Brodie’s expression of disgust as the elevator doors closed.

Wondering why he was so angry, she got on the next elevator with Romy in tow, and rode quickly to the tenth floor. She expected to see Brodie already at his desk, but his elevator was still on the third floor. When it finally got to the tenth, she saw him talking to the same redhead she’d seen before. Neither of them looked very happy. But behind the anger, she could see

interest in his eyes.

He looked very unhappy when he got in the office. Brodie hated to be late. Distractedly, he asked for a cup of coffee as he raced to his desk before Mr. Winchester saw him. Unfortunately, he was seen before he got three steps.

Saige came back with his cup of coffee only to see him walk into their boss’ office. Client meeting, hold all calls, she thought as she sat down with a happy grin. Fifteen minutes later, Brodie came out with the woman on his arm, being charming and amazing as always, her husband in tow.

At the elevators, Brodie flirted unmercifully. What a charmer he was. The doors opened and the redhead got out again. She took one look at Brodie and exploded. Saige could hear her screaming in her office even with the door closed.

“Mother? What are you doing?” She turned abruptly on Brodie, snarling. “You bastard! Take your hands off my mother this instant!”

She proceeded to verbally castrate him for nearly ten minutes, until security showed up and rescued him. Through it all, Brodie stood stoically, bearing her diatribe with cool aplomb.

Saige saw, though she imagined no one else did, that even while the woman offered to cut off his balls and make a necklace, he was interested in her. She could see it in the set of his shoulders and the way his eyes caressed the woman’s body. Smiling to herself, Saige hummed, then sang quietly, organizing her desk.

Brodie walked by looking like a storm cloud. She got him a fresh cup of coffee, lingering just inside the closed door in case he wanted to talk.

Looking up at her, he frowned. “What?”

“Oh, nothing!” She waited a moment longer. “She’s pretty, huh?”

“So? In case you weren’t listening, she hates me.”

“Mm hm. Well, if you need anything, you know where I’ll be.”

“Right. Thanks, Saige.”

Funny how life worked out, wasn’t it? Just when he wasn’t looking, life snuck up on him and ambushed him with a beautiful redhead. Saige grinned, knowing that she no longer had to worry about Brodie because, for once, his timing was perfect.



To find out how Brodie does with the redhead, look for “A Bride for Brodie” by Dellani Oakes. Begins January 2013


© 2012 Dellani Oakes

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