Page 80 of The Break Down

A stable one.

Creative freedom.

My own assistant.

Money.

But my brain is glitching.

Because this would mean permanence. Staying. Rooting myself into this team. Into this world.

Into Koa’s world.

And I don’t know if he wants me.

“Can I have a bit to think about it?” I ask, voice quieter now.

“Of course. Take a few days.” He stands and offers me a card. “Shoot me a text when you’re ready to talk details.”

“Thank you, Mr. Knight!”

I shake his hand. Enthusiastically.

Because even though I haven’t said yes. This is my dream job. And I want to take it.

But first, I need to have a conversation with myboyfriend.

He’s already turning when he adds, without looking back, “And tell your number eight to stop glaring at me from the shadows like he’s about to charge. I’m not poaching his girlfriend.”

My mouth opens.

My eyes bug out of my head.

And my head snaps around.

Sure enough, Koa’s standing by the back entrance of the tent. He’s sweaty and mussed from practice, and his massive arms are crossed over his chest.

He is glaring at me.

That square jaw of his is clenched. Tight.

And he’s looking like he’s onethank youaway from tackling his billionaire boss to the ground.

Oh. Shit.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE-FINLEY

My heart is still galloping. Not from the job offer.

Though yeah, that was major.

No, I’m vibrating because I can feel Koa’s intense stare focused on me.

I haven’t even turned around to face him fully yet, but the weight of his glare is like a sunburn between my shoulder blades.

And when I do finally look?

Yep. There he is. Stalking toward me like a crusader on a mission to completely change my religion.

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