TWENTY-ONE
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“Swift, I want the board meeting minutes,” Zara declared, laying her hands on the table on either side of the laptop she’d been using for a couple of hours.
Tuck hooked a leg around his chair and leaned over to snatch the computer so he could slide it down beside the one he was using. “You know that you don’t work there anymore, right?” he asked, without hesitating to accommodate her request. “Your obsession is unhealthy.”
Kadie had been watching them all interact and it was fascinating. Spending the night with the group was a daunting concept, until she experienced it. For the most part, they worked quietly, their focus was so intent that Kadie craved a task of her own.
When they did talk, they often joked or jibed, especially Zara. Raven wasn’t much of a
