Lily nodded. “I really appreciate this insight.” She knew better than to specifically ask about him—Col. That was his name, which she was still unaccustomed to thinking of him as, since “Asshole” seemed a better fit based on his behavior towards her. But probably what Miller had said about all of them went double for him —Col. She’d have to remember that. It wasn’t personal. He didn’t know her enough to dislike her, and besides why should it matter if he did?
It was a job. She was a teacher. He needed her help. End of story.
“I’d include Simon in that, too. Especially if you could help him as well. Even though he’s not ever been tested in the military sense, he’s got the heart of a warrior, and the same difficulties in fitting in.”
Lily had seen his awkwardness in talking with her, but she was still surprised all the same. “He should hear how people on staff talk about him, they revere him, and rightfully so. He’s one of the most generous employers I’ve ever heard of.”
“He’s a really good kid.” Miller agreed, and Lily got the sense that he had some role in raising him. The pride in Miller’s voice sounded almost paternal.
“Well, I also appreciate you driving me,” Lily said.
“It’s not a problem,” Miller replied. “When we get to the Faire, I can plug in Simon’s address to your GPS, and tomorrow I’ll set the house security to recognize you in the driver’s seat for automatic vehicle access.”
“Oh.” Lily swallowed. “My car’s in the shop. It’s going to be a while until it’s fixed. I could just as easily take a bus or shuttle, or even a bike if those options are available.” Her voice trailed off. “And if I could borrow a bike.”
Miller smiled. “You won’t need to borrow a bike. But thank you for giving me the intel on your circumstances. And don’t worry about it further. I’ll make sure that you have transportation.”
Lily was relieved.
“That’s very generous of you.” She settled back in her seat. It was going to work out. Even if she had to suck it up and work with that asshole. That sexy, rude, surly asshole.
