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“Sit so we can talk,” Foster says, waving at the empty seat next to me. “You already made yourself at home once.”
“What was I supposed to do? You stormed off and left me here alone.” I don’t mean to say it, but he’s pissing me off.
Just because he’s filthy rich doesn’t mean he has to be a colossal dick.
His gaze lands on my face, direct and forceful like always. I have to fight not to flinch under his scrutiny.
“Do you need an apology? Is that what you’re waiting for?”
“Youwererude,” I grind out. “And pretty psycho.”
“I was,” he admits, with absolutely no regret or remorse. “I suppose you only had my well-being in mind that day at Alki Point when you threatened to sic the Coast Guard on me.”
My lips thin. “Oh, please, it isn’t even about that—”
“My apologies, Miss Lancaster.”
I’ve never heard a less sincere apology.
Somehow, I ignore my urge to spin around and exit the room.
“Now,” he continues, “I need to bring you up to speed on our expectations. I’ll give you the company tour now so you know what you’re getting involved with.”
A company tour with this guy? Not Miss Cho?
I can hardly imagine anything worse.
“Peachy,” I whisper.
“For the next two weeks, you were supposed to be working with the Director of Corporate Giving, but regrettably she’s just starting her maternity leave. Unfortunate.”
He doesn’t look like he thinks it’s unfortunate.
Bastard.
“Right now, there’s only a program intern, but he’s well versed enough to explain how everything works with our grant process. I’m sure he’ll be grateful for your cooperation and a chance to reduce his considerable workload.”
Oh, now I see.
The big press junket is over, so he’s pawning me off on a minion.
Just like I expected.
This awkward trainwreck of a meeting is probably the only time I’ll see Shepherd Foster. That’s a small silver lining.
Still, I smile tightly and decide to push my luck.
“I’m sorry to hear that, Mr. Foster. I thought I’d be working directly with you?”
He stares blankly.
“Did you?” Either he’s not used to being challenged or he really didn’t know that was the deal.
“Unless, of course,” I continue, “you’re the kind of CEO who doesn’t know the ins and outs of his own program.”
His eyes narrow.
Gotcha.
