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But Reuben Jones was always the predator never the prey.
However, they’d really sent someone to test him now. Faith Blossom? Seriously?
He’d almost thought it was a joke. A butterfly hair clip in her dark ringlet hair. Those big, pale blue eyes. That ridiculous dress with more flowers all over it.
No. Nope.
She was too much. A distraction. She looked . . . sweet.
Reuben couldn’t be near sweet things. He’d destroy them.
He was certain she’d be gone by the time he got back.
Walking out of the elevator, he pushed Faith Blossom out of his mind.
Reuben was frustrated.
For the last two months he’d been digging into Smith Childs’ life and the man seemed to be a saint. He volunteered at soup kitchens and gave to several charities.
There were no blemishes on his records, and it only made Reuben suspicious as fuck.
Stepping out of the elevator, he heaved an irritated sigh as he saw her sleeping in one of his armchairs.
He ignored the ping of excitement in his belly. He was not interested in this girl.
No.
Just walk past. Ignore her.
Except . . . she’d shown more tenacity than he’d expected.
And Cat had been upset with him after his last assistant quit.
He didn’t need a mad Cat on his hands. That’s when your shoes ended up filled with glitter, or you found laxatives in your coffee.
A bright orange, dented Tupperware sat on her lap. The canary yellow handbag by her feet had definitely seen better days.
She’d kicked off her shoes. For some reason, he found that cute.
No. She’s not cute.
She’s not yours.
Reuben was good at reading people. And Faith Blossom screamed of desperation and naivete. Someone who was out of place and out of her depth.
Yeah. She wasn’t going to last long.
He would be doing her a favor by sending her on her way immediately.
Cat would understand when he explained how unsuitable she was.
She’d fallen asleep on the job for God’s sake.
You told her to leave.
He sighed. Long and loud. Then he waited for her to wake up. She didn’t even flinch. What the hell? Why was she so tired? Was she ill?
“Ms. Blossom!” he said sternly.
