Jackson had imagined their eventual confrontation to be a severe one, however, the sight of jealousy pouring out of her mien was somehow a pretty enjoyable sight. “Well, what do you think?”
“What do I think?” Tiffany was on the verge of an eruption. “‘What do I think?’ I’ve been fuming at the idea for the entire evening, Buckaroo, and here you want me to think about it even more? I ain’t playing this game... You tell me yourself!”
Jackson could not stop himself from laughing. “Oh, Lord, what did that brain of yours cook up, huh? Alright, I admit, I used to swing around a lot, but! My escapade never involved people of my inner circles. Perhaps you should ask Aye about this, she would tell you that I only have relationships with women outside our company. Everyone knows that I’ve never slept with any of the female employees,” he explained. “Sure, Miss Lane is bodacious, and that body is pretty damned sexy, but too bad! She is my secretary, which according to my rul—”
“Too f**king bad?” He had not finished his sentence before Tiffany launched a kung-fu chop to his face. “You bastard! And don’t crap with me about not involving your inner circle. What the hell was Lynn Brooks’ case, huh?”
Mentioning Lynn darkened his mood significantly. “That was the point. She broke my rule, and terrible things happened.”
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