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I blink slowly, still holding his hand with a tight squeeze “I’ decision” Releasing his hand, I push lasses up my nose, aware of the fact they make my eyes look alh to not care what people think I’ally blind without them

He chuckles and continues s as he speaks, “Is that so?”

His voice is deep and gruff, but also smooth It’s exactly as it was on the phone when I first called about the position alo

He pushes his hair back, it’s neat, dark, trier than his last most recent picture He is cleanly shaven, so sernails I can see omen throw themselves at hiiene, and his incredible laugh It’s a concoction for heartbreak

Luckily forfor ahe can never be mine

“There is nobody better for this job than me,” I state simply but I know it’s true I’ for a position like this since I was fifteen years old “Nobody”

“Is that so?” he repeats, and I can tell he thinks I’m cute in the way one finds a puppy cute “The man I employed has fifteen years’ worth of experience already You have none You have no connections, no ties in the business world, wouldn’t you be better suited doing a work placee hand in the air, still s kindly

“That may be so, but I’m friendly and very persuasive, I don’t find it hard to make new friends I’m never late Never sick I have OCD, I won’t lie, but I’ve taught myself to use it in the best kind of ways I am excellent with numbers——”

“OCD? What kind of OCD?” he asks, and they usually find that interesting There are so ht put them off, but the way my brain handles it only

“If you hireabout” I smile up at him Up because he’s about a foot taller than me

“Give ht”

“Well, I’anized, I repeat, I can’t leave a task unfinished and I can’t leave it less than adequate This doesn’t h; I’ve trainedit looks confident “I can raphic memory”

He raises his brows “You do?”