He laughs as he closes his eyes and sags back in his seat. It’s so strange to see all the tension erased from his face. To hear asoft moan of satisfaction as his lips part and that ever-present furrow in his brows vanishes.
Without opening his eyes, he gestures towards the stack of mockups on his table. “Tell me why Mitchell is so f*****g useless.”
Suppressing a smile, I continue with my shoulder massage. “For starters, he gets his best ideas from Delia and Connor. Theyhave far less experience but much better design sense. Mitchell’s good with spaces and property deals, but he sucks when itcomes to turning those spaces into something special.” I bear down on a rigid knot of tension in Dmitri’s neck. “Also, he’s tooegotistical to take into account what the client wants. He ends up making
