Read Online Redemption (Cavan Gang #2) by Laylah Roberts - Free Book Online

between them. “I don’t want to cause problems by hiring you.”
    “You won’t,” Miller told her. “I need a job. I’m hardworking, reliable, and flexible. I’m good with people and I promise I won’t let you down.”
    Sofia bit her lip.
    Finally, Colm sighed. “Stop looking so worried, munch. You won’t have any problems with Rogan. She’s going to be the one in trouble.” He gave Miller a chiding look.
    What was the big issue?
    “Munch?” Miller asked instead.
    Sofia gave Colm a mock scowl. “He thinks it’s a cute nickname.”
    “Short for munchkin,” Colm explained. “She’s so tiny I had to shorten her nickname.”
    “You’re an idiot,” Sofia told him. But her lips twitched.
    “Sofia!” A man strode out from the back, scowling. Immediately, the warmth in Sofia’s expression faded. She closed in on herself.
    Miller stared at the other man. A scar through his eyebrow gave him a menacing appearance. He crowded close to Sofia as he frowned at Colm.
    “What do you want, Oleg?” she asked.
    “You wanted out back.” He spoke with a Russian accent.
    Sofia nodded. She turned to Miller. “If you still want the job after talking to Rogan, come see me.”
    She left before Miller could repeat she didn’t need Rogan’s permission.
    “Who was that man?” she asked Colm.
    “Her boyfriend.”
    Really? Was Sofia insane? Why the hell would she want that scary dude when it was obvious Colm had feelings for her?
    “Interesting choice.”
    “He’s an asshole wanker.”
    Right.
    “Is he the reason you haven’t asked her out.”
    Colm glared at her.
    Mind your own business, Miller.
    “It’s complicated,” he replied finally.
    Wasn’t it always?
     
    ***
     
    “No.”
    Miller let out an exasperated breath at Rogan, who sat in the armchair across from her.
    “I wasn’t asking your permission, Rogan. I’m telling you. I’m going to work at Solnyshko.”
    “Waitressing?”
    “Yes, waitressing. What is wrong with waitressing?”
    “Nothing. But you worked as a personal assistant. Don’t you want another job like that?”
    “I tried to, remember? You wouldn’t give me one.”
    “There are other jobs out there. Not that you even need to get a job.”
    “I need a job because you can’t support me forever. You’ve already gone beyond the call of duty. I can’t even work out why.”
    “Dylan is a good friend of mine.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “So you’re helping me because of Dylan? You’d do this for any friend of a friend. How generous of you.”
    “And I bear some guilt.”
    “Rogan, it wasn’t your fault Iker held me against my will. Drugged me. He was an evil bastard who chose to do that to me. He holds the blame for what happened. And me.”
    “You?”
    “I was a naive fool and I paid the price. But you don’t owe me anything. I’m the one who owes you. More than I can ever repay.”
    Rogan leaned forward, giving her a firm look. “You owe me nothing. Understand? If you’ve taken this job because you think you have to pay me back, then you can call and quit right now, got it?”
    “I’m not doing it because I think I need to pay you back. I know you’d never take any money from me.”
    He grunted. “Damn right.”
    “But I need to do this for me. I need to move forward. Don’t you understand? Being here has been amazing. You gave me the sanctuary I needed. But I could get too used to this, and I can’t stay here forever. Eventually, I need to move out, make my own life again. This job is a start.”
    He was silent for a long moment. “It’s too soon.”
    She shook her head. “I’m going crazy sitting around doing nothing, Rogan. I’m not used to it. I need to do this.”
    “Have you discussed this with your therapist?”
    Her therapist had agreed a job could be good for her.
    Rogan leaned back in his chair and stared across the room. “Do you know who Sofia is?”
    “Ahh, the owner?”
    Rogan’s gaze turned back to her. “She’s also the cousin of the