Page 46 of For Your Consideration

As soon as I remembered where I was, my mood soured again. “He lied.”

We both watched as Noah shook the man’s hand before he turned back to us, walking over with his arms outstretched and a big smile on his face. “We’re all set.”

“I’m leaving.” I crossed my arms over my chest and stared him down.

“No, you’re not.” Noah mimicked my posture with a smirk on his face.

“To be fair,” Jaxson said, looking around, “you did not tell us we were doing this.”

We were in some sort of warehouse filled with test saunas. I didn’t even know you could test saunas, but of course Noah had made it happen.

“I told you we needed to get something done for the spa.” Noah sent Jaxson an easy smile.

“Not what I was told.”

Noah laughed, earning him a narrowing of my eyes. Most people got uncomfortable with my intense scrutiny, but it didn’t even faze Noah. He’d been around me too long.

“You wouldn’t have come if I’d told you we needed to decide which sauna we wanted.”

“Don’t we hire people to do this?” Jaxson scratched the back of his head. “Plus, no way in hell am I getting in there in my suit. Dry cleaning is a bitch.”

“You send things out,” Noah pointed out as he moved to grab the bag he’d dropped by the door. Fucker knew he was blocking my exit. “Plus, most people just toss on a towel in the sauna.”

“Noah,” I snapped at him.

“Relax. You grunt more than you talk, which you should really work on.” He held the bag up in the air and waggled his eyebrows. “I brought swimsuits.”

“Bastard.” Jaxson shook his head.

“I am not doing this,” I said.

Thirty minutes later we were sitting in our third sauna. I was glaring at Noah as Jaxson lay down.

“I think this one’s my favorite.” Noah looked around, knocking on the walls like that was some sort of fucking test. “The list our designer sent said infrared saunas are the best for deep relaxation.”

“Doesn’t look like it’s working for Ash,” Jaxson muttered. We’d all grown accustomed to Noah’s antics and knew it was better to go along with him than fight. Didn’t think that would land me in saunas sweating it out to decide which one we’d have in our resort. We had more than enough money to pay someone else to do it, yet here we were.

“I prefer to work my aggression out on a heavy bag, not sweat in a fucking box,” Jaxson snapped and pointed at me for support while I just rolled my eyes.

“I like that this doesn’t have steam.” Noah ignored both of us. “Would it be crazy to do both? Steam saunas have cardiovascular benefits.”

“Are you telling me that we did this only to decide on both?” I said, my voice low as I looked at him.

“Are you telling me that you don’t care about the quality of the services we have at the resort?” Noah tossed back.

“We’re all tall. It’s good to know you can fit three guys all over six feet in here,” Jaxson said, his hands now tucked behind his head and his eyes closed. He was probably running code in his head or some shit.

“It’s okay to admit it, Ash—you’re really happy you got this quality time with us.”

I just flipped him off.

“I can’t believe he stayed,” Will laughed as he looked at the picture Noah sent in the group chat of me in the sauna yesterday. We’d all had a meeting over lunch and were now shooting the shit.

Noah smiled. “He’s too dedicated to the resort’s success to leave.”

“Or you were blocking the door,” I muttered distractedly as I looked at my phone again while the men all talked around me.

Sutton hadn’t responded to me this morning. I’d been texting her good morning every day since I got her number, and she always replied. Except she hadn’t this morning. Texting usually annoyed me, but I liked texting Sutton. Her non response had me worried something was wrong.