Chapter 57

• However, Freya kept her mouth shut. They were in a room full of colleagues. No way she could tell him what she thought of him and end the day still gainfully employed.
• "Let's take this conversation somewhere soundproof," he ordered.
• "Not interested." She hissed, gathered some reports she'd printed out earlier and began to highlight the headlines she thought would be of interest to Lewis. Moreover, Freya's mind was made up about dealing with the one-time mistake that happened. It was so funny how her so-called past found a way to meet up with her. It was none of her business that he was dubious. Even if it made her want to staple her fist to his face for getting loose around him. It shouldn't have happened for any reason.