#Chapter 147
Warren
/"Do you still have the New York project?/"
Rowan looks up at me with calculating eyes as he sees me coming into his office. /"Yes./"
/"Bring it over for the signature./" I unbutton my jacket and sit in the chair across from his desk.
Eerie silence fills the room as Rowan stares at me.
/"You want it or not?/" I ask in a gritted tone annoyed that he's wasting my damn time.
/"You broke up with Evelyn./" He says astutely and makes me grind my molars.
/"It's none of your fucking business., but what is your business is that New York project./"
Rowan leans over the desk and criss-crosses his fingers. /"Watch that tone with me, Archer./"
Clenching my jaw I look away from his annoying face and stare at the sunset that adorns the evening sky. Fuck the sunsets. I don't like them anymore.
Okay that's a lie.
/"You wanted me to sign the project for months. Now I'm here./"
