What Did I Say?

Kaden

Ember followed me without needing to be told or waiting for an invitation. Good. She didn’t need to be coddled. She was shaping up to be exactly the kind of recruit we needed more of in the firm.

“You have a bit of an accent,” I told her as I motioned for her to precede me into the elevator. “Where are you from?”

“Texas,” she replied, seemingly holding back laughter. Her eyes crinkled at the corners, amusement shining in her eyes. The more I looked at her, the more familiar she was.

Cheekiness wasn’t something I valued in underlings at all, but in her, it felt kind of natural. The quality made me want to smile instead of pointing her to the door.

“Texas, huh?” I smirked. “I’ve spent some time in Texas.”

“Imagine that.” She bit her lip, but not in the wannabe sexy “I’m trying to draw attention to my mouth” way that some women did. It was in a genuine “Oh god, I’m about to crack up laughing” kind of way.

It was a young, almost carefree reaction most recruits wouldn’t dare show in