'What were they doing together, out of all people?' Carla's instincts kicked in, and she yanked Mikayla back to her side, her guard up.
"Jacob, do you know Mikayla?" Carla asked, her voice laced with suspicion.
Jacob caught Carla's wary expression and stifled a chuckle.
Her caution was something else. Even knowing he was Andrew's assistant didn't make her let her guard down.
But honestly, that wasn't a bad thing.
A young girl out in the world? Trusting too easily was just asking for trouble.
Jacob, decked out in a crisp black suit and tie, radiated the confidence of a seasoned business pro. At Carla's question, a sly smile crept across his lips. "I don't know Miss Barry personally, but I'm aware she's a friend of yours."
Seeing Carla's confusion, he added, "Remember when I took you
