Summer’s POV
The man standing in front of me slowly lifted his gaze from the phone in his hand.
For one strange second, I simply stared at him.
Then I recognized him.
Not because we had ever spoken.
We hadn’t.
But because I had seen his face before.
In company photographs.
Business magazines.
Newspaper articles.
The occasional interview that had appeared on the television in the background while I was cooking dinner or getting ready for work.
Andrew Knight.
The owner of Knight Constructions.
My boss.
I had seen him from a distance before.
At company events.
Across crowded conference rooms.
Walking through the building surrounded by senior executives and department heads.
But never like this.
Never standing directly in front of me.
Never close enough that I could see the
