Hannah’s POV
"Are you sure you're okay?"
I looked up from my painting to find Tricia watching me.
"Yeah, why?"
"You just seem like in a daze or something, and you never told me how your dinner with Anton went."
And I wasn't about to tell her now. Plus I'd signed an NDA so really, what could I tell her?
"It was fine." I said, returning to my painting.
"I can tell when you're lying to me." she said, looking up from her laptop.
I shrugged, not taking my eyes of my painting. I'd been thinking about everything that had happened that night for the past five days - which literally left me a day to read over that damn contract before Friday.
I just couldn't get myself to get it out. I mean it was still in the clutch I'd brought to dinner for crying out loud. I just...I didn't know what f
