Jolie smiled lightly and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll head back now. Goodbye, Mr. Cooper."

She turned toward the door, but the sound of steady footsteps followed her. He was coming after her. Frowning slightly, she turned back to face him. "What's this about, Mr. Cooper?"

Gavin met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "I haven't had dinner yet."

"Then go eat," Jolie replied flatly.

He countered calmly, "I hired Jackie for you."

Jolie froze.

Was he seriously trying to claim credit?

Unbelievable. How petty could this man get?

Pulling out her phone, she said, "Tell me how much it cost, and I'll transfer the money to you."

Gavin shook his head. "Just make me a plate of pasta. Consider it payment."

Jolie eyed him suspiciously. "That's it? Just a plate of pasta?"

"Yes," Gavin confirmed.

for a moment, then turned and unlocked her door. She stepped inside, tossing a

briefly to the slippers, then to a second pair by the door. His expression cooled slightly

thought alone sparked a dark edge to his mood. He suppressed the urge

absence of anything that might belong to a

They weren't living together.

eased, and his expression

his inner turmoil, Jolie pulled out some pasta and

"Sure," he replied simply.

call you when it's ready," Jolie said

"Alright."

responded with a low hum, shrugging off his suit jacket and tossing it over the armrest of the couch. He loosened his tie, sank into the sofa, and leaned

up the dining table

"Mr. Cooper?"

but there was

leaning back with his eyes closed, exhaustion

Seriously?

asleep just sitting

him nap here. The sooner he ate and left, the better-it was

gentle nudge. "Mr. Cooper,

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