Page 108 of Bred By the Sheikh

“I’ve got several. None of them are currently my business.”

“That’s never stopped you before.”

“It occasionally slows me down.”

I leaned back.

“The offer remains open. So does the proposal.”

“I assumed that.”

“She hasn’t answered.”

“I also assumed that.”

I glanced toward the closed office door.

“I’ll tell you when there’s something to tell.”

“I’ll wait.”

“You sound amused.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re a poor liar.”

“That’s why I rarely bother.”

I ended the call before he became more entertaining.

When I returned to the sitting room, Goblin was asleep in a patch of light near the windows, curled around one of her toy mice as if she’d hunted it herself.

The ring box remained where I’d left it.

So did I.

Nearly another hour passed before the guest-wing door opened again.

Chrissy came out holding the employment folder.

She’d put shoes on.

She’d dressed, talked to Amanda, gathered the paperwork, and come to me when she was ready.

Chrissy stopped across from me.

“I resigned.”

I drew one slow breath.

I didn’t move.

“How did Amanda take it?”

“She was surprised.”

“I imagine she was.”