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"Aww, where’s the fun in that?" Gio protests.
Summer sets her jaw. "It’s Edward’s story to tell," she insists.
"Well, give me something.” I lock my fingers together in my lap. “He’s my boss. It’ll help me manage him better, considering it’s so difficult to read him.”
Summer seems conflicted.
"I need this job so I can prove to my family, and to myself, I can be independent. And I can’t do that unless I have an advantage."
She glances around at our faces then sighs. "There was an incident," she finally says.
"An incident?" I frown.
She shuffles her feet. "When the Seven, including Edward and Sinclair, were in school, something happened. It’s how they formed a bond that's lasted all this time."
"You’re saying something affected all seven of them when they were young, and that’s how they forged their friendship?" Gio narrows her gaze.
Summer nods. "And that’s all I’m going to say."
"Aww, not fair," Gio begins to protest, but Abby pipes in, "I think Summer’s right. Whatever happened to Edward, it should be his prerogative to share or not."
I take another sip of the wine. "I know you’re right, but given how uncommunicative he is, not to mention how mean he was to me, it probably means I’ll never find out what happened and"—my phone chirps from my bag —"and I guess that means I’m going to have to find another way to survive on the job."
My phone stops, then starts again.
"You going to get that?" Gio stares at my bag. There’s a feverish look in her eyes. Woman has her own phone strapped to her palm, and thanks to her PR background, leaving a phone unattended is akin to a worldwide disaster.
"Fine, you can get it for me," I offer.
"Oh, thank you!" She springs up, pulls my phone from my bag, and holds it out to me.
I look at the screen and groan. "I don’t want to answer it."
"Yes, you should."
"No, I don’t want to." I sink back further into the chair.
"Don’t be such a coward; it’s only a man."
"Is that what you thought of Rick, when you first saw him?"
Her expression changes. "So, he’s not just a man?"
"I didn’t meanthat."
My phone stops buzzing.
"You did compare your boss to her husband," Abby points out.
"It was a slip of the tongue."
"Like how your zipper slipped down your skirt?" Summer murmurs.
"You too?" I cry. "Girls, honestly, my boss is a hottie, but I am not attracted to him. I’m not."
"Then why didn’t you answer the phone?" Gio looks at me with knowing eyes.
My phone starts buzzing again, and when she holds it out, I take it from her. "Hello!"
