“If you already have someone, why didn’t you just say that?” Her voice drops lower, almost strained, and my heart twitches in my chest. “Who is she so I can book some public dates for you.” “You,” I say and marvel at the way her eyes go wide. “W-What?” She shakes her head. “We don’t have time for these games. Just tell me who she is so I can do my job.” I lean forward, practically looming over her, even in my seated position. “There’s no joke, Miss Hart. It will be you.”
