It’s… a surprisingly good pitch. One that could make us billions.
“Hell, yeah!” Tikhon moves to high-five me, then thinks better of it. He offers his hand to Mia instead. “Great knowing you,Mia. Gotta dash. Be sure to drop by!”
Once we’re alone again, Mia slumps into my shoulder. “He’s… interesting.”
“Hyperactive.” Her warmth seeps into me. I clench my fists, force myself to ignore what her proximity does to me. Even likethis, she’s gasoline for my fire. “But that’s why I hired him.”
“He gets the zoomies more than Eli.” Her lips twitch with amusement, but not mockery. “I could see him doing this, when hegrows up. Tinkering in a lab, making the world a better place one gadget at a time.”
She cringes. It’s f*****g adorable. “Blame it on the spy movies. My brain’s fried.”
“We should unf
