Chapter 20: Janette.

"Fancy meeting you here."

I nod at that and smile back at Reeve. He's seated on a couch opposite me, or rather on the same couch, just opposite me. The couch extends in a full half circle and I am maintaining the necessary distance by sitting this far.

Reeve doesn't seem so inclined though. He moves closer until he's right beside me and staring at me intently.

I feel so self-conscious right now that I could pass out. He offers me a smile and I smile back, calming down a bit.

I met him here, so what?

He looked rich when I saw him yesterday, and if he is then there should be no issue with him being an acquaintance of the Bravlov family. All rich people seem to know each other anyway so it's not a problem.

Actually, it is a problem because I'm poor as shit. It would have been better if we didn't meet here like this. He's not asked me what I'm here for, and my overactive imagination is cooking up a number of nasty things.

"Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

The heat radiating off his body