“Mmmm, if that’s what I get, I want to stay here all day,” she said sweetly, her eyes trained on my lips.
So that’s what we did.
Chapter Thirty-Two ~ Ming
After yesterday’s perfect date, I wasn’t ready to be away from Brady yet, so he was coming with me to check on Natalie, and then we were going to see how Doobie was healing.
“I spoke with Carson Brandt, and he said to have you send your resume over to him and he’d see if Brandt Industries has anything that would be a good fit for you,” Brady was saying to Natalie, and I swear, I couldn’t stop looking at him and smiling.
I probably looked like a clown.
We were sitting around the table at Natalie’s friend’s place again, and Natalie looked much better now that she’d had time for her bruises to heal.
“Really?” Nat asked, her face flush with pleasure. “That’s amazing, thank you so much for doing that.”
“It’s no problem,” Brady replied, pulling what I assumed was Brandt’s business card out of his wallet and handing it to her.
“Are you ready for tomorrow?” I asked. It was going to be our first day in court and the first time she’d see Zeke since the incident.
Clasping her hands in front of her on the table, Natalie replied, “Yes. I’m ready to get this over with.”
“I’ll meet you at the courthouse at eleven, so that we can go over everything one last time, but I think that you are ready … You’ll do great.”
We left Natalie, telling her not to stress and to get some rest, then headed over to Doobie’s apartment. He’d been discharged from the hospital a few days ago, but Brady hadn’t been by to see him yet. I knew he hated seeing his partner in pain, and was eager for them both to get back to work.
We were about to head inside when Brady checked his phone and said, “It’s 2B.”
“You’ve never been here before?”
“No, this’ll be the first time.”
We took the stairs and knocked on 2B, then waited when a voice yelled, “Coming!”
“Hey, Irish,” his partner said when he opened the door, wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. His eyes widened when he saw me standing next to Brady. “Uh, sorry, if I’d known Irish was bringing his lady, I would have thrown on a shirt … and cleaned up a bit.”
I smacked Brady on the arm, and he had the grace to look sheepish before replying, “Sorry.”
“I won’t judge, promise,” I told Doobie, letting them both off the hook.
With dark-blond hair that was a little floppy on top, a charming grin, and striking blue eyes, Brady’s partner was a handsome guy. I turned my head from checking him out once we got inside, to find Brady watching me with narrowed eyes.
Busted.
I giggled softly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before turning my attention back to Doobie.
“You gonna introduce us, Irish, or just stand there glaring all day?”
“Oh, ah, Ming, this is Doobie, uh, Ty … Tyler Dubois, my partner. Doobie, this is my girlfriend, Ming.”
The whole world stopped. Time stood still. The only thing moving was my rapidly beating heart, which seemed to fill the room like the sound of Brady’s drums.
His girlfriend? Did I hear him right?
I thought I was going to faint. He’d never introduced me that way before, never called me that.
I realized that they were both watching me, frozen on the spot, and I saw a flicker of uncertainty cross Brady’s face.
Not wanting him to think that he was wrong to call me his girlfriend, I stuck out my hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Tyler.”