(Zara)
Nathan found me in the break room the next morning, and he made it look like an accident.
"There she is," he said, leaning in the doorway. "The famous one. I was hoping I'd run into you before Sebastian buried you in Boston paperwork."
"He's in a meeting," I said. "He'll be out soon."
"Good. That gives us a minute." He came in and got himself a coffee like he'd worked here for years. "I've been wanting to talk to you. Not about the account. About him."
I should have said no. But I was curious, and something told me he already knew I would be. Sebastian had warned me about exactly this, and here it was, and I still sat there.
"What about him," I said.
"He's happy." Nathan said it like it surprised him. "I've known Sebastian my whole life. I've never seen him like this. It's yo
