Chapter 4
A few evenings later, we pulled onto the Pretty property.
“Is this OK?” Vic was using his tolerant voice, and it made me feel like I was pouting.
“Of course.” I gave him a smile. “I just...I don’t know. I don’t get why I have to come.”
He shrugged, no more of an idea of why the HR department had requested my presence at this meeting than I had.
We grabbed a spot in the front parking lot, a reserved spot with Vic’s name on it, and I could tell just how happy that made him.
“There’ll be no living with you now.”
He laughed, leaning over to kiss me before we both climbed out of the car. “You weren’t the one who had a ten-minute walk just to put your coat away.
Taking in the place, Pretty was not at all what I’d expected. A collection of ultra-modern glass and steel buildings,
