Not that Jo wasn’t capable of bringing that, but she didn’t have the real-world experience that he was usually after.
I certainly wasn’t going to let my largest client know I had a thing with his newest employee. He knew how much I slept around. I didn’t want him to think she was someone I’d fucked in a restroom. That wouldn’t help her career or her longevity at Spade Hotels.
So, when she came to a stop, standing between Walter and me, I said to Walter, “Are you going to introduce me?”
He looked at Jo and put his arm around her shoulders, grinning at her in a way that made my fucking stomach hurt. Touching her in a way that made me question everything I was witnessing.
He finally looked at me, his smile even larger now. “Jenner, I don’t believe you’ve ever met Joanna …”
Joanna?
The hurt in my stomach was still there.
But so was a deep churning, one that circled with fucking claws.
Especially as she gazed at me, our eyes fucking locking, the pain increasing tenfold.
Walter’s grip strengthened around her, the movement causing Jo’s shoulders to shake as he added, “My daughter.”