“No one knows who you really are except for Tim, beautiful. I was under the impression you wanted to keep it that way.”
“I do,” she said quickly. “I mean, we do. The fewer people who know who I am, the better.”
we“So this is going to be the real test of you being my girlfriend.”
“Yes,” she said stiffly.
He smiled. “Just remember that,” he said as he turned into the small parking lot that held Mel’s office.
* * *
Mel’s office wasn’t what Rebecca would call extravagant, but it was nice. The furnishings were newish and modern. It was comfortable.
She stood in the lobby with Daniels while the receptionist went to get Melvin—Mel—Maxwell. When the young woman saw them walk through the door, she was up and out of her seat long before they’d crossed the small lobby. She offered them somethi
