LILA'S POV
The rest of the workday passes in a blur of filing, answering emails, and pretending I didn't just get f****d on my boss's desk while finding out he wants me to be his fake contract mate for a year.
And this is only day two at Meridian Enterprises.
I keep my head down, avoiding Wade's office as much as possible. Every time I hear his door open, my heart jumps, and I busy myself with whatever's in front of me.
Mr. Richard stops by my desk twice to drop off documents, giving me these weird looks like he knows something happened, but he doesn't say anything.
Thank Goddess for small mercies.
By four-thirty, my brain is fried. I've read the same email about quarterly projections five times and still have no idea what it says. All I can think about is Wade's proposition.
‘Lila
