Chapter 41
Sophia gave a little nod. âIâll consider it if the right opportunity pops upâ
âCan you handle it?â Brandon asked.
âItâs just a part-time gig. Right now, itâs all about hitting the books.â
Brandon nodded, dropping the subject.
Sophia couldnât help but sneak a peek at Brandon, remembering the girl Don called âYolandaâ they bumped into at the
expo.
Brandon, eyes on the road, spared her a quick glance. âWhatâs up?â
Sophia wanted to shake her head, but halfway through, she hesitated and then slightly nodded. âI ran into a girl who might be named Yolanda at the job fair today.â
Brandonâs hand on the steering wheel hitched for a sec.
Sophiaâs gaze drifted from his hand to his chiseled side profile. âBut she didnât say she was Yolanda. The guy running the show called her that. The name rang a bell so I couldnât help but take a few extra looks. Could she be the one youâre looking for?â
âNope.â Brandon dismissed it without a second thought, his hand smoothly navigating the wheel.
Sophia was about to mention that the girl was the right age, but Brandon snapped his head around, shooting her a frosty look.
Sophia clamped her mouth shut, on instinct.
She wasnât used to this icy version of Brandon and felt a bit out of her depth, her hands unwittingly tangling together on her lap.
Brandon shifted the conversation. âWhat do you wanna eat later?â
âAnythingâs fine by me.â Sophiaâs voice was soft, still a bit shaken from Brandonâs sudden chill, her words coming out
hushed.
Brandonâs gaze briefly swept over her intertwined hands and then back to her calm face before looking away.
âSorry,â he murmured after a while.
Sophia knew what he was apologizing for. She turned to him, offering a sheepish smile. âMy bad. I shouldnât have brought it up.â
Brandon stayed quiet
Sophia gave an awkward laugh, keeping mum after that.
Silence sprawled across the carâs interior until they reached the supermarket and didnât exchange a word until then.
When the car finally stopped, Brandon spoke for the first time during the trip. âLetâs go grab some groceries first.â
Sophia nodded lightly. âYeah.â
The grocery shopping was another long stretch of quiet.
Brandon did most of the picking and decision-making.
Every time he grabbed something, heâd habitually check with Sophia. âThis good?â
Sophia would just agreeably nod. âMhm.â
it suddenly hit Brandon that this wasnât their first grocery run together, but usually, it was Sophia doing the choosing and calling the shots, asking for his opinion with every item like he was doing now. âHow about this?â And heâd respond with a light nod, âYeahâ
Brandon never thought theyâd end up like this
To her, he was just the kidâs dad she had to deal with for now.
This realization made him steal a glance at Sophia.
Sophia looked puzzled âWhatâs up?â
Itâs nothing Brandon exhaled. âLetâs just get the groceriesâ
Sophia hummed in response, and the rest of the grocery run went pretty much under Brandonâs lead.
Once home, Brandon headed straight for the kitchen with the fresh groceries and reminded her over his shoulder, âTake a break. Iâll call you when dinnerâs ready.â
Sophia nodded, tempted to just head to her room, but she wasnât quite used to being waited on hand and foot,
especially by someone like Brandon, who was technically out of the picture
After a momentâs hesitation, she stepped into the kitchen.
âDo you need a hand with anything?â