Ruby
I hadn’t meant to stare at him with my mouth wide open, frozen with horror.
What if he heard me? Oh, the fricken shame.
His brown eyes seemed so familiar. As if I had seen them somewhere before but couldn’t think where. My gaze dropped to the cream floor tiles, realizing that I’d made a complete i***t of myself.
Mom ushered me into the elevator and greeted the handsome guy. “Mr. Grant. We were just coming to meet you. I hope we’re not late.”
Oh, heck. That's Mr. Grant!
And I’d just blurted something out about rich guys being snobs.
Cringe moment.
I squeezed my eyes shut and took subtle deep breaths, feeling overcome with nausea.
Even his voice sounds perfect.
This guy threw cash around like it was pocket change, but it was always for the benefit of others. He was not what
