(Penelope’s POV)
The air was so thick with tension, I swear I could have cut through it with a knife.
“Can’t it wait, Max?” I asked calmly, trying so hard to keep my composure, even though I wanted nothing more than to yell and scream at him for confusing me like he was doing. “As you can see, I’m out with someone. Maybe we can reschedule? You can pass by my office after you book an appointment with my assistant, of course.” I smiled sweetly at him.
I could see his jaw clench in slight irritation as he glanced at Terry and then back at me. “This is important, Pippa. It’ll only be for a few minutes. Please,” He added as an afterthought, his gaze so sincere that before I knew it all my hardened resolve was crumbling.
I sighed deeply, realizing that this wasn’t something I could easily a
