Ten
“Sorry, you what?”
Freya stared in wide-eyed silence as she took a moment to decide whether she’d heard Max right.
When he first walked into her paper-crammed office, she hadn’t noticed him, her mind buried deep in completing this week’s payroll—her best attempt at forgetting her encounter with her mum and then the call from the police right afterward. Not only had Max’s sudden appearance blindsided her, but the first few words out of his mouth outright short-circuited her brain.
“The job you have advertised in your window.” He gave a weak smile, his blue eyes dimmed to gray. “I want to apply.”
“Why? Why would you want to do that?” Her thoughts reversed to this morning and how she’d practically shoved him out the door. Not because she hadn’t wanted him to stay, but because she’d h
