over his shoulder and sauntered back to his side of the floor.
At least he was wearing proper business attire, unlike the people who worked for him. Andie hurried to the restroom and glanced at her outfit. Was she dressed too conservatively for the creative job she had? Her mother had bought her a few skirt suits from the consignment store and some casual dresses more suitable for church than work.
She definitely stuck out like a country bumpkin. Maybe she’d better ask Ronaldo to take her to a hamburger joint so she wouldn’t look so unfashionable.
Forty minutes later, Andie and Ronaldo were seated at Nouveau Richer, an upscale restaurant in Beverly Hills. In front of them were two one-hundred dollar burgers.
If Andie thought she was underdressed at work, she was entirely outclassed at the swank restaurant.
“Take a bite,” Ronaldo said, gesturing at the expensive burger.
“What does it have again?”
“Butter infused Wagyu beef, shaved black truffles, cave-aged Cheddar, sautéed foie gras , Beluga caviar, and uni , or sea urchin gonads.”
“What’s that last bit? Sea urchin gonads?” Andie stared at the monstrosity, unsure if she could crank her mouth open wide enough. She’d definitely not be able to take a graceful bite and not get the stack of expensive ingredients splattered over her clothes.
“Yolo! Ready? Let’s take the first bite together.” Ronaldo grasped the thick burger and opened his mouth wide.
She could do this. She had to fit in and do a great job. This man was her boss. Closing her eyes, Andie bit into the squishy expensive burger. The mixture of tastes burst left and right, salty, greasy, and cheesy, coating her tongue with a pleasant savor.
“ Umami , I say.” Ronaldo wiped his mouth with a napkin. “You like it?”
“Yes, very much. I can’t believe it’s more expensive than my rent.”
“Rent? Cade’s charging you to live at his place?”
“Uh, well, no. I insisted.” She dabbed her mouth and took a sip of the IPA beer Ronaldo had recommended.
“Interesting. Does that mean you’re spreading your wings?”
Andie hazarded to take a small nibble of the burger. “Spreading my wings? In what way?”
“In the game, in play?”
What did he take her as, a woman of loose morals?
“Uh, I’m renting a room.”
“Right, so your relationship with Cade is not exclusive?”
Oh, great. Andie’s heart sank. What should she say? Admit that there was no relationship or lie to avoid Ronaldo coming onto her? If Cade was Ronaldo’s buddy, had he filled him in already, and Ronaldo thought she was in play or spreading her wings, whatever that meant in LA?
“Cade and I are good friends.” She opted for neutral territory.
“With benefits, I presume.” Ronaldo took a large bite of his burger and let the juice swim down his lips.
Andie couldn’t afford to get huffy with her boss, so she nodded. After all, Cade gave her a driver and a car, as well as the benefit of a dog walker for Gollie.
“Cade’s been more than generous.” She smiled and shrugged, picking at her burger with a fork.
“I’ll bet. But since everything’s out in the open, he wouldn’t mind us going to dinner every now and then.”
“No, I’m sure he wouldn’t. He doesn’t much care what I do. We get along great.”
Ronaldo touched her wrist, lightly caressing her. “You and I are going to get on just fine. You see, unlike Cade, I’m not stuck on a single woman. The human man is not by nature monogamous.” He raised an eyebrow and gave her a sidelong glance. “I wonder if the same can be said about the female of the species.”
Wait. What was going on here? Was he asking as an academic question or was he talking about her? Andie’s head reeled, and her heart expanded and contracted, unsure of whether the earth had shifted or the room had turned around. Cade was stuck on a single woman? Meaning Roxanne? Or was he seeing someone she didn’t know about?
Ronaldo must have taken her
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