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“It occurs to me,” I said as I unlocked my front door. “That I don’t even know what you do. Do you even have a job?”
William laughed. “I have a job.”
“Okay, so what is it?”
“Uh… I’m an accountant.”
I stopped in the doorway and looked at him. “You’re an accountant?”
He nodded his head. “Yep. Have been since I graduated. I work with Dad.”
I couldn’t help it. The laugh burst out of me, and I shook my head as I turned into the house. “That’s the most boring job in the world! Why on Earth are you an accountant?”
“I kind of happened upon it,” he said warily. “Grandpa said his only requirement for me at college was to do Maths for one of my A-Levels. I didn’t know what I wanted to do, so I did it alongside a business class and Chemistry.”
“Of course. Those three things go hand-in-hand.”
“It turned out that I really enjoyed Maths and I was quite good at it, so when I’d done my first year of college, Dad hired me during the summer. I was just supposed to be a lackey, really, but I picked up a couple of mistakes in one of his client’s accounts, so he started me auditing some records.”
“Let me guess, you just happened to enjoy that, too?”
“Yep.” He laughed, following me into the kitchen. “So I went to university, studied accounting, and I’ve worked with Dad’s company ever since.”
“I don’t know why, but I just never pegged you as an accountant. You don’t look like one.”
“That’s what my last client said. She was seventy, wanted to go over the financials of her husband’s estate, and told me I would be her next husband.”
“Was there at least an estate to make it worth it?”
“Probably.”
I laughed and turned to boil the kettle. “I don’t know why I’m so amused by it.”
“Amused by what?” Amber said, walking into the kitchen. She stopped when she saw William. “Hello. You’re new. Who are you and what are you doing in my kitchen?”
William tried not to laugh. “You must be Amber.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You’re the man with the castle.”
“Technically it’s not my castle,” he replied. “Yet.”
She looked at me, then at him, then back at me. “Huh.”
“What are you doing?” I asked her, getting three mugs down. I might as well make a round of tea for everyone.
“I’m trying to figure out what’s wrong with him,” she announced, folding her arms across her chest. “He’s tall, good-looking, rich, will one day own a legit castle, and has you tied up in knots. There has to be something wrong with him somewhere.”
“He’s an accountant,” I replied airily.
“Ah, a number weirdo. Well, it was either that or a small penis.”
William laughed, clearing his throat at the same time. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Amber. It’s nice to put a face to all that.”
She took his offered hand and shook it. “Manners, too. Are you sure you don’t have a small penis as well?”
“Yes,” he replied without blinking. “I’m a numbers man with a small penis. You’ve got me.”
“Ah, well, at least you have the castle to make up for it.” She grinned. “Tell me, William, do you enjoy grocery shopping?”
