Free Loving Leo (The Romanovsky Brothers Book 3) by Trevion Burns Page A

good she looked in that gray skirt suit.  It wasn’t her style, she preferred comfort over class, but she couldn’t deny that she cleaned up well.
    She cradled her cell phone against her shoulder as she washed her hands.  “Chet, I have transmitter number five on Reggie King. I got it on his lapel.  Camera seven is ready for activation in the bathroom.”
    “In the bathroom ?”
    “Not in the stalls, just the sink area.  You’d be surprised how many people carry on private conversations in public restrooms.”
    “You’re a machine.”
    “You ain't seen nothing.  Gotta go.  Still working on Val.”
    “Call me when you’re done.”
    “Bet.” She disconnected the call, straightened her suit, and hurried out of the bathroom, gasping when she came face to face with the receptionist.
    “Miss Williams… you do know that’s the men’s restroom, right?”
    Jessica exhaled.  “Of course I do, but by the time I realized my mistake, I was about to ruin my skirt.  A toilet is a toilet, right?”
    “Good point.  And good timing. Mr. Romanovsky is ready for you.”
    Fucking finally.
    “And I’m ready for him.”
    The receptionist nodded for Jessica to follow her down the hallway just as Gary, Leo and Roman were leaving the office.  The receptionist greeted them all by name as they passed.  Roman looked, but didn’t speak.  Jessica realized, for the first time, that pretty boy had yet to say a single word to her.
    “Yo.” Gary offered a halfhearted smile, following close behind Roman.
    Leo lagged behind, hands in the pockets of his gray suit, staring at the floor.
    He gave the receptionist a distracted greeting, but when his eyes met Jessica’s, his mouth fell open and then curled into a smile.
    Jessica slowed her stride, holding his eyes.  Her heartbeat faltered when Leo brushed the tips of his fingers against her waist—the part of her waist that had left her crying out in pain in the bathroom the night before.  His touch lingered, and he didn’t remove his hand until he absolutely had to, looking over his shoulder to hold her eyes as they passed each other.
    Jessica turned her body to follow Leo’s gaze, watching him take a shove from Gary once he made it to the end of the hall.
    “She hasn’t even got the job and you’ve already got your crusty mitts all over her.  You’re a harassment lawsuit on legs.  What the hell is wrong with you…?” Gary’s voice trailed off as they disappeared around the corner.
    Stumbling backward, Jessica didn’t even realize she’d disappeared into another world until she slammed into a wall.  She yelped, faced forward, and realized that wall was called Val.
    Leaning against the open door of the office with the audacity to look inconvenienced, he lifted an eyebrow, as if he were the one who’d had to wait two hours for this interview.
    “Miss Williams, sir,” the receptionist said.
    “Thank you, Tamika.”  Val watched Tamika go before stepping into the office, giving the glass door a halfhearted push while looking over his shoulder.
    Jessica had never been one to wait around for a man to be chivalrous, so she had no problem catching the door he’d given that half-assed push and opening it herself.  Still, she couldn’t help but make note of what a massive prick this guy was.
    Sure, he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.  His company was being ripped out from under him, he had a baby on the way, an emotional fiance, and there was also the pesky little fact that, ten years ago, he’d murdered that fiance’s parents.
    Jessica nearly clicked her tongue.  Yes, Val Romanovsky certainly did have the weight of the world on his shoulders, more than enough to put any man on a quick train to Douche Bag City.
    It astounded her that he was able to peel himself out of bed at all. Let alone shower, dress himself, and join the rest of the world as a normally functioning human being.
    He could write a book. How to Keep Getting Out of Bed (Even When