Lucian checked his watch critically.
They would have to leave soon or Genevieve would be late for her first day of work. It didn’t matter if he was late as he was the boss, but it wouldn’t look good for the new intern.
“Genevieve!” he called up the stairs.
“I’m nearly done,” was the muffled reply.
Genevieve came down the stairs a moment later in a white blouse and smart black skirt. Lucian handed over her coat and they raced each other to the car.
“I wanted to leave exactly on time to miss the traffic jams,” he said as he started the engine. “If we get to the main junction now, we miss the congestion.”
He made sure Genevieve had her seatbelt on before he pulled out of the drive. They missed the biggest traffic jam in London by the skin of their teeth and soon they were pulling into t
