“Is this going to be weird? Being back here, I mean.” “For you? Probably.” “Thanks,” I mutter, earning his dark chuckle. “I’m glad you find this so amusing. You know, there was a time when you were vehemently opposed to the idea of anyone knowing about us,” I remind him. “Vehemently?” “Vehemently.” “You’re right. But that was back when you were my assistant.” He resumes a standing position, to tower over me. “Do you want that job back?” “Maybe.”
