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Now she was embarrassed by Faith.
“S-sorry.”
Cammie glanced back up the stairs. “Look, it’s not that I care. But it is a bit weird for an adult to dress like a child. Colin is one thing . . . lots of adults have stuffed toys. But the onesie? If Eric saw you . . . ”
“I won’t do it again. I promise.”
Do not cry. Do not cry.
“Right. Good. Here are some clothes for you to go through.” Cammie didn’t move, though, and Faith had to walk up the stairs and grab them. “It’s just . . . it’s time to grow up, Faith. Accept some responsibility. All right?”
“Yeah,” she said hoarsely. “Okay.”
She nearly stumbled down the stairs as Cammie walked up into her perfect house, with her perfect hair, perfect clothes, and perfectly horrid husband.
Hands shaking, Faith stripped off her onesie and pulled on her boring pajamas before braiding her hair and climbing into bed. The last thing she did was text Asta that she’d do the trial.
The sooner she got this job, the sooner her life would improve.
She hoped.
4
Faith stared up at the huge, imposing building standing in front of her. Stepping through the main doors, she saw that there was a busy café to her left and a welcome desk off to the right. She headed to the welcome desk.
After being set up with access to the building, she headed toward the elevator. According to the directory, Mr. Jones had level thirty all to himself.
God, she hated elevators. She had a fear of them suddenly plummeting to the ground.
Stepping out of the elevator, she shifted the Tupperware container she was holding into one hand so she could rub her lucky hair clip.
The container held her famous banana bread.
Everyone who’d tried it loved it.
She just hoped that Reuben Jones would fall into that category. It might soften him up at least.
Maybe he wasn’t as bad as he sounded.
After all, she didn’t mind grumpy men. There were plenty of grumpy men in her family.
It was when people got mean that she found herself struggling.
Glancing around, she saw there were passages to the left and right and a desk ahead. Several armchairs were placed strategically around the room to break up the big space.
There were no windows, and the room was a bit dark. The black and white tile floors really needed some rugs to soften them. The white walls were bare.
Some flowers could really warm the place up a bit.
She walked toward the desk. There was a door behind it and to the left. Did that lead to another office?
Asta hadn’t had a lot of information for her. Just an address and a time.
As Faith lifted her hand to knock, the door swung open and the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen in her life appeared.
He looked like he was a few years older than her. His dark hair had hints of gray, especially around his temples. Glancing up, she took in his stunning face as brown eyes glared down at her.
“Who are you?”
