I took a chair a few feet from Jason’s and stared at the ground.
"Liquor?" he asked without looking at me.
I looked up and shook my head. "No. I don’t drink."
"Good." He studied me for a second. "The other girls have gone out already? Cecilia said they were heading out."
I nodded. "Yeah. Beatrice and Tessa said they were going on a*****e run. I gave them my list too. They said anything I needed was on the house account."
"It is," he said, sipping his whiskey. The smell of it cut through the air, sharp and expensive. "That’s the rule here."
"That’s nice. And fair too." I paused. "I never thought bosses like you did that."
Jason stopped mid-sip and looked at me, confused. Then he chuckled. "Bosses like me?"
"I’m human, Mara. And I don’t have slaves here. I have staff."
The line hit
