Over the next few days, I followed Mike to the company and learned a lot regarding business tricks and social skills—the kind of things that really mattered.One afternoon, he surprised me by saying he'd take me out to eat. And not just anywhere—the fanciest steakhouse in town.I didn't expect to run into Tilda and Phil there.Tilda had been cutting his steak, but the moment she saw me and Mike, she dropped her knife and fork in shock. "Skye, you're here, too—" She caught herself, then quickly corrected, "Mr. Mike, Ms. Skye, you're here for dinner, too?"A second later, I heard her thoughts loud and clear.[Damn it, of all times, I had to run into her now. I can't lose face here!]"Yeah," I said with a smile. "We felt like having steak."I slipped my arm through his, and he didn't pull away.Phil scrambled to greet us politely. "Mr. Mike, Ms. Skye."Mike didn't bother replying. He just led me past them and straight to a table.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tilda grinding
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