154 Dinner and Deals

(Serena)

Ronan’s office is on the top floor of a sleek glass building with his name on the wall outside. Of course it is.

Rich men seem to like it this way.

I smile. I guess I’ll do the same when I can afford to own a skyscraper for my multitude of bakeries I’ll have.

I step out of the elevator, already bracing myself for the kind of overdesigned, hypermodern vibe guys like him usually go for.

But it’s… warm. Polished concrete floors, curved glass, and rich wood paneling. The kind of understated wealth that doesn’t need to scream about itself.

His secretary is alert and smiles at me. “He’s waiting in the office, Mrs. Hale. Go right in.”

“Call me Serena,” I say and smile back.

He’s at the far end of his huge office, by the windows, phone to his ear and framed by the skyline.

He sees me, smiles, and ends the call.

“Morning, boss,” he says, gesturing toward the two chairs by his desk. “Coffee, water, champagne?”

I roll my eyes. “Coffee, obviously.”

“Head a little spongey?”

“Just a little