Page 38 of Chandelier Enthralled
“Here you are,” said Cameron, joining me in the kitchen.
“You were in your office. Didn’t want to disturb you.”
“It would be a happy disturbance.”
“I was going to make breakfast.”
“I’m up for that.”
“What do you have in the pantry?”
“Pretty much everything.” He gestured to the cupboard. “And now you can tell me all about yesterday. I want to hear about your interview.”
“We can celebrate with muffins.”
That made him smile. “Tell me the company’s name again?” Something about the way he said it made me nervous.
“They want me to sign an NDA.”
Cameron paused by the coffee maker as though considering my words and then flicked the ON button. The scent of fresh beans emanated as dark liquid sputtered into the carafe.
I approached the central counter. “You play chess in here?”
“When Mia’s away, I have breakfast in here.”
“Who do you play chess with?”
“An opponent online.” He tapped his phone. “It’s an app. Guy’s in Russia.”
I sensed he needed the distraction while eating breakfast to take his mind off Mia being gone.
“You miss her?”
He gave a nod, smiling.
“Wait, were you meant to go away with her?”
“I’m needed here.”
“Because of me?”
“No.”
I wasn’t sure I believed him. Cameron wouldn’t want me to feel like a burden, I knew that.
His expression turned pained. “We need to talk about your trip downtown.”
“Did your security tell you who my interview was with?”
He paused as though mulling over how to answer. “I wanted to hear it from you.”
“The news network Pulse360.”
He pursed his lips, lost in thought, his expression betraying a hint of concern.
It was a popular station and getting a job there was impressive, but he didn’t look impressed.
“Willa, are you saying they offered you the job?”
