Getting up to where Stella was, it felt like Groundhog Day. Flashing a quick wave to Stella, she looked at me a little warily, as she was probably wondering whether there’d be anymore outbursts today.
Knocking lightly on Jace’s door, I heard his voice emanate from inside, telling me to come in.
Turning the handle and bracing myself to come face-to-face with the man that I kind of knew in some ways, but didn’t know at all in others, I entered his office and closed the door behind me.
“Becca,” he greeted, standing from his chair.
Were we on first name basis now? He eyed me up and down, and I wondered whether I was meeting his approval.
“Mr. Morgan,” I replied, fairly unmoved in greeting him, yet feeling a slight quake under my clothing.
“Are you settling in okay?” he aske
