ZOE
I stood there, staring at Ariana, my heart pounding so hard I swore it echoed in the bathroom.
The phone was still in front of me, with that image that seemed to shine above any excuse I could invent.
"Ariana, I can explain," I finally said, taking a deep breath.
She crossed her arms, not looking away.
"You'd better explain, Zoe, because I don't think you're this kind of person. How serious is this?"
I swallowed hard.
I knew I couldn't tell her the whole truth. I couldn't mention the marriage, or the crazy night I had again with my boss, or anything that had to do with Nikolai Foster and what had happened between us.
"I only lasted an hour working there," I began, trying to make my voice sound firm. "It was a foolish, desperate decision. I needed quick money to cover Asher's ho
