“I
can find someone to replace you. Margo will be back in a week,” he says, giving
me an out so I’m not pressured to stay. “You don’t need to work for me to be
invited to the show. Besides, the only part that intrigues me in your story is
to find out how you planned to handle my invitation. Were you planning to keep
your secret until the end, or you were trying to buy time to be sure I wouldn’t
react badly when I found out you were the head of Sweet Melody? You probably
realized I wasn’t going to back off, despite your attempts to dissuade me.”
“I
like working with you,” I whisper, a little confused by his comment about the
show. “Jake, regarding the show, can I be honest?”
“Always.”
I
take a deep breath—the words rush out as I exhale. “I don’t really want to do
it.”
“Becaus
