"Extracurricular," she repeated, a low, dark laugh escaping her throat. "Is that what we're calling it now? Fine. Then let's get back to the curriculum. I have three more board members to charm and a contract to finalize. Unless, of course, you have another 'emergency meeting' in mind?"
The challenge in her voice was a taunt I wasn't ready to answer to. I could feel the eyes of the room on us, David was watching from across the floor, and Delia was currently hovering near the buffet, her eyes searching for me. The performance of the perfect marriage was falling apart, and the woman responsible was currently looking at me with a smirk that told me she knew exactly how much power she held.
"Go," I said, my voice strained. "Do your job, Katia. But don't think for a second that this conversa
