Aiden
Freya scowled as I closed the door behind me.
She sat on my desk legs crossed like she owned the place while the kid I slapped downstairs stood up immediately pale and jittery as he tried not to meet my eyes.
"It's rude to keep a girl waiting, Aiden," she purred.
I ignored her and nodded toward the kid. "Is he important?"
She leaned in and whispered, "Just someone Julian asked me to babysit."
"Get out," I said.
He hesistated, glancing toward her.
Freya shrugged. "Don't look at me. He is the boss here."
When his eyes met mine, he stumbled over himself as he bolted out.
She hooked her legs around my waist as the door closed, pulling me closer. "You shouldn't have hit him," she said, locking her arms around my neck. "He will go tattling to Julian. He has a soft spot for that
