ROWAN
When I got a text on my phone from Audra on a Sunday, I was almost convinced that my eyes were playing with me. The strict and principled woman I'd had the pleasure of working with in the past few weeks didn't seem like the kind of woman that would arrange a meeting. Not when she had wanted to gouge my eyes out at the last meeting we had.
And then it occurred to me that she would only be texting me for one reason. And that was thanks to our pictures circulating the internet. The whole thing hadn't stopped making a buzz like I thought it would. Although Charles assured me that he was working on it already. Charles had one of the best PR companies in the world and he knew how to handle situations like that.
Still, I hadn't been convinced that Audra wanted us to meet up. The location
