DEAN

Did he really have to embarrass me like this?

I shot Callum a death glare.

What about my image, my prestige?

He met my gaze without flinching.

You really think you have one? his eyes mocked.

They’ve watched you drift around this company for weeks. Do you think they haven’t noticed how lazy you are?

My glare sharpened.

And that’s supposed to be my fault? I barely survived drowning in work back in Agate Country. Isn’t it normal that now I’d take the chance to unwind?

You’d have done the same in my shoes.

Callum rolled his eyes.

Keep telling yourself that.

Just then—

“Mr. Callahan.”

A woman’s voice...