Chapter Eleven
“No, not yet.” She smiled sheepishly, embarrassed at her stomach’s response to the mention of food.
“Why didn’t you let us know you were hungry?” Owen asked, looking worriedly at his secretary. He wanted her to be comfortable around him. He didn’t want her nervous and too afraid to tell him about her needs, whatever they may be.
“Oh, it’s no big deal. I had a big breakfast.” Abby said, smiling nervously. She really didn’t have the money to grab lunch. If she had known that she was getting the job today, she would have brought something from home.
“Well, we were just about to grab something.” Drake said to her, “But Owen got called away and I hate to eat alone. Do you mind joining me? It’ll be my treat.”
“I couldn’t ask you to do that. I’ll be fine.” She said not want
