Page 29 of One Bad Idea

A ghost of a smile crossed his features. "You told him to fuck off."

I froze in my seat.He knew?

He couldn't've heard it from Cassidy, because I hadn't yet told her.

I asked, "Did you, uh, call him or something?"

"I might've."

Obviously, that meant yes. The call must've happened sometime within the last hour. And yet he'dstillinterviewed me for the job? That was a good sign, right?

Reluctantly, I asked, "What else did he say?"

"Nothing good."

I almost cringed. "How bad was it?"

"He said you were temperamental."

My jaw dropped. "Seriously?"

"Anda pain in the ass."

What the hell?If anyone had been a temperamental pain in the ass, it was my old boss. As for myself, I'd been the epitome of professionalism until my very last day. And even then, I'd only lost it when he'd backed me into a proverbial corner.

Bracing myself, I asked, "Was there anything else?"

"Yeah. He called you scary."

Okay, now that was just insulting.

If I weren't so distressed, I might've laughed. Yes, it's true that I'd lost my temper on my way out the door, but I'd been at my wit's end. And he'd been utterly heartless.

But what did it matter? The damage was obviously done. Still, I wasn't going to slink away without letting Jax know the rest of the story.

"Alright," I said, sitting up straighter in my chair. "You want the truth? I don't regret it. Ineededto get here. Cassidy's mom – you don't know her, but…" I hesitated. "Well, let's just say, she's …"

Silently, I searched for the perfect description.

A call girl?

A prostitute?

A psychotic selfish bitch who'd rather sell out her own daughter than deal with a smidgen of inconvenience to herself?

I chewed on my bottom lip.Damn it.I couldn't say any of these things – not without violating Cassidy's privacy, especially if she liked this guy.

Finally, I looked away and mumbled, "Well, I just needed to get here, that's all."

So much for making a good impression.

I was still looking away when he said something that caught me completely off-guard. "You're hired."

My head snapped in his direction. "What?"

"You're hired," he repeated.

I gave a confused shake of my head. "I am?"