After Hours With Her Ex

A spurt of anger shot through her. He had commandeered her office and her desk and now she was being relegated to the visitor’s chair. A subtle move for power?

Shaking her head, she dropped into the seat and looked at the man sitting opposite her. He was watching her as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.

“We’re going to be working together on this, Lacy,” he said quietly. “I hope that’s not going to be a problem.”

“I can do my job, Sam,” she assured him.

“So can I, Lacy,” he said. “The question is, can we do the job together?”