Lacey’s POV “You really can’t be running away like that, you know,” I chastised Tiff as I unlocked the apartment. We stepped inside. “Where was Selena?” “She got busy!” Tiff protested, undoing the Velcro of her shoes. “I got bored. So I left.” I sighed. “You really can’t do that–”

Nicholas’s POV Once they were gone, there wasn’t much to do in the apartment but work. I resented it–I’d grown almost accustomed to having them around. I spent the rest of my evening going over contracts and networking. The work was never-ending, after all. Such was the life I led. Just as I wa

Selena smiled weakly. “Right.” “Do you have any money left over from this guy? You should see if you can try and use it to flirt with other handsome guys. There’s no shortage of good-looking men in the world. And most of them aren’t rich jackasses.” Selena laughed. “Of course. You have no

I blinked, stunned. “Yeah, of–of course.” “So when are you leaving?” Lacey asked. I glanced down at my watch. It was just past 10:00PM, and I didn’t know when Olivia’s flight would get in. The last thing I wanted was for her to track down my current address–she certainly had her methods a

Nicholas’s POV The moment Olivia and I step into the office, it’s obvious why she made sure to come here with me. Olivia wraps her fingers around my forearm a moment before we walk through the door, cherry-red nails digging into the fabric of my suit. She’s close enough that if I shove her