20. Gabby

“Son of a bitch,” Hayden hissed under his breath.

Turning away from where I was waving Miguel goodbye as he raced off toward his school, I focused on the driver’s side of the car. My sexy chauffeur for the morning scowled at a message he was reading on his phone.

Even as pissed as he seemed to be, he looked damn good in his suit. Today, it was a charcoal gray button-up with a black vest and no jacket. And mmm, how had I not known those suit jackets he wore hid such nice, wide shoulders under them?

“What’s wrong?” I asked, wiping my hand across my mouth in case I’d been drooling.

With a put-upon sigh, Hayden turned his phone to show me the screen as he pulled into traffic and started me toward Preston Estates. “Lana finally has that new assignment for me to make up for the way I failed to keep Kaitlynn from taking another job elsewhere.”

“Ah, hell. What’s she making you do this time?” I lowered my gaze to his screen and read the text.

MOTHER SATAN: Get the Purses portfolio for me.