Emma

I squeal in delight. This is the best news ever. Springing up from the chair, it scrapes against the floor.

Knox lips twitch into a smile. “Yes. A job in my company. Except you don't want to work for me.”

“No,” I object immediately. “I want to work for you. Thank you so much,” I say cheerfully.

“You're welcome,” his deep baritone voice fills the room. “Then, it's settled. You'll get your appointment letter and HR will inform you of the benefits attached to your job.”

“This is good news,” I say in a teary voice. “Can I hug you?”

He chuckles softly. Then he gets to his feet,...