It had been a good day.
A really good one.
And for the first time since taking over the company, Reign felt like she might actually be able to do this.
She dumped ice into the fresh fruit juice she just made, humming silently as she subconsciously danced around the kitchen.
"Did something fun happen at work?" asked a voice from the doorway, and Reign turned around, startled.
Dashiell leaned in the doorway, his jacket and tie gone and his top button undone, looking unfairly handsome as his eyes moved from the messy counter to her.
"So?" he prompted. "Are you going to tell me, or do I have to guess?"
Reign laughed. And then, she told him.
Starting from the meeting. She told him about sending the notice at eight in the morning and arriving at two o'clock to find eleven people in a roo
