ALANA
The next morning, I'd reserved a romantic spot in some flashy hotel down the road and texted Hanie the location. Taking out time to personally supervise the dim lighting, red heart balloons plastered on the walls and a cozy seating arrangement consisting of two plush chairs and a pretty gold-and-black table, I heaved a sigh of relief the minute I got a break.
I barged into Knight's office, finding his robotic eyes fluttering while he continued to work on his laptop. I rolled my eyes.
"You should take a break,"
His head snapped up, eyes performing a full perusal. "And you should definitely consider knocking,"
Throwing the door shut, I dramatically plopped onto the sofa, some feet away from the broody guy who happened to be my childhood bestie—and boss, but who was counting.
