LAUREN'S POV

“Now tell me, do you have any questions?” he asked, rolling a silver pen over his knuckles with an ease that spoke of long practice.

About his business life? No. About what happened yesterday? Yes. But I couldn’t ask that now. Not here, not with the sharp fluorescent lights humming above me and his calculating eyes fixed on my face. I just shook my head lightly and pressed my lips together. Best to keep my mouth shut.

“Does that mean I’m hired? If so, when do I start ...