Megan’s POV

I pushed the doorknob down and pushed the door inward. He stood with his back to me and stared out the window.

After closing the door, I walked toward him.

“Zac, thank you for seeing me,” I said as I sat down on the chair in front of his desk.

Zac turned around, looked at me, and smiled, “I’ve been expecting you. What would you like to drink?”

“Wine,” I replied as I put my bag on the chair next to me.

Zac walked over to the ...