Page 13 of Devilish Bully (Steamy Latte Reads Collection #3)

THE ACCOUNTANT

KENDALL

Mr. Pearson

Bring an overnight bag with you to work today.

We need to take a flight to Florida. Should be back by this evening, but just in case.

Is it possible for me to catch a separate flight home if things run late? I need to be back home by 9.

Okay.

Okay as in ‘yes?”

No. Okay as in just “OKAY” Miss Clarke…

So now he’s back to being impossible?

I toss my phone into my purse, and Myra pouts while she helps me pack a few outfits.

She hasn’t uttered a word to me all day, and I haven’t tried to make her. She has every right to be pissed, and I’m at her mercy for forgiveness.

“I put in an application for you at my school,” she says. “If they call you for an interview, I need you to promise that you’ll take it.”

I look up from my makeup bag. “You did what?”

“The base pay is one hundred and ninety thousand a year, and there are bonus clauses,” she says. “They’ve got great health insurance and retirement stuff, and best of all, my tuition would be free.”

“Wow.” I can’t help but smile. “I had no idea.”

“Because you haven’t had any time to yourself to search, I know.” She shoots me a sympathetic look. “I figured I should try to help.”

“I appreciate that, Myra.” I pull her close for a hug. “I’ll definitely go for an interview if they call.”

“If they don’t, you’ll have other options,” she says. “I’m putting in applications for you at other places, too.”

I hug her even tighter. “I love you so fucking much, Myra.”

“I love you too, Aunt K.”

When I arrive at work, Lucian isn’t sitting at his desk.

Instead, there’s a checklist of “Things you need to do before heading to the private airport at noon.”

And instead of signing it with his name, he signed it with “ Okay. ”