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But did I care about keeping my house?
Yes.
“I’m ... considering going with you, but let’s make one thing clear. We arenottalking about the shitty thing you did on my nineteenth birthday.”
“You mean the stuff that’s in the past?”
“Yes. If we want it to stay in the past, you don’t bring it up.”
“Fine. We’ll catch up and discuss the perfect position for you.”
Of all the people to run into... why did it have to be him? Maybe whatever god was out there hated me after all. “Okay. Lunch. Where to?”
Chapter Four
When we leftthe break room, the first person I saw was Sebastian.
“Hey, we need to get to ...” He trailed off when he saw who was with me and he stood up straighter. “Levi, hey.”
“I hear Amy here has an interview for a receptionist position, but I want to talk with her first. Will you speak with Sally for me and tell her to move the interview to this afternoon?”
Sebastian blinked. “I can do that.”
“Good. Come on, Amy.”
Levi walked ahead, but I looked at Sebastian with wide eyes. “He better not be a secret murderer,” I hissed.
“No, he’s not. At least, I don’t think he is.”
“Let’s hope not, because I’m going to lunch with him.” I threw up my hands.
“Amy,” Sebastian began, “he is theCEO.He’s like my boss’s boss’s boss. Be careful.”
“I’ll do my best. Which is ... mediocre at best. Wish me luck?”
“I don’t know if that’s gonna be enough.”
I blew out a long breath. “If I get murdered, tell Lily I love her.”
I ran to catch up to Levi before he could get too far ahead of me, and I found him waiting by the front desk.
“How do you know Sebastian?” he asked as we walked to the elevator.
“He’s my neighbor. And the friend who got me this interview. Why? Are you jealous?”
Levi didn’t answer, though I knew there was no reason for him to be. He didn’t feel anything for me. Only for my brother, and those were angry-murder feelings.
“Not quite. But I do know he’s married.”
“Yeah, married guys aren’t my taste. Neither are ones my best friend is into either. I’d rather fuck a frog.”
His eyebrow raised again. “Isn’t that what you told yourself not to say?”
Inwardly, I cursed. “Yep. But I feel very compelled to make it clear that I would never.”
He pressed the button to the elevator.
“So, where should I meet you at?” I asked.