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Best just to answer him.
Faith: I’m just about to leave.
Reuben: Just because I’m away doesn’t mean you get to be naughty.
Crap.
Reuben: You’re supposed to be looking after yourself.
Faith: I got caught up in something. I’m leaving. I promise.
Reuben: Text me when you get home.
Relief filled her. She shot Steven a message to let him know she was ready to go. Instantly, she felt guilty. Steven had picked her up early this morning and was going to take her home late tonight. He probably wanted to go home himself.
Her phone buzzed again in her hand as she walked out to her office. She glanced down.
Rule Two: Honesty.
Lord help her.
She was in trouble here. She made her way down to the ground level. Steven wanted to pick her up in the garage, but she found it creepy down there. As she exited the elevator, she waved goodbye to Fred, the security guard.
“Working late tonight, Miss Faith?”
“Just a bit, Fred,” she said back. She stepped out of the doors and looked for Steven. Shoot. He might have had to circle the block.
A shiver wracked her body. She really needed to get a jacket. Someone strode up the steps, nearly plowing into her.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” a masculine voice said.
“Uh, no, it’s fine.” It wasn’t really, but she’d been raised to be polite at all times. Even when someone nearly knocked her over.
“Do you work here?” he asked.
“Uh, yes.” Did he?
He seemed a bit rough, with long hair and tattoos up his arms and neck.
Don’t judge a book by its cover, Faith.
“Oh good. I was just looking for Charteris Accountants,” he said.
Huh. He didn’t look like he needed an accountant.
Wow. Judgy much, Faith?
“Oh, I think they’re closed now. You can’t get into the building after five-thirty unless you have an appointment.”
He smiled, but it didn’t seem genuine. “I missed my appointment time.”
“Right. Probably best to call and make another time,” she suggested.
“You’re so right. Do you work for them?”
“Um, no.” She shifted her weight around. A weird feeling developed.
“I’ll do what you said, then. Thanks.” He glanced up at the building. “Do you know if there’s a lawyer’s office here, too? The guy I was meant to see at Charteris Accountants said there was, but I’ve forgotten the name.”
