I stare at Kent for a second, shocked and confused. What, really, is he asking me?
“I’m serious, Fay,” Kent continues. “What’s your price? An adjustment to the contract? Money? A condo in Milan?”
I go still for a moment, considering that a condo in Milan sounds amazing –
But then I turn fully to him, frowning. “Kent, do you ever consider that my continuing to communicate with Ivan might benefit you too? That I might be doing it for your sake?”
“Really,” Kent says, his voice rich with sarcasm. “You kissed Ivan last night for my sake.”
“One,” I say, taking a few quick steps closer to him, “I did not kiss Ivan last night –“ I grimace a little inwardly, thinking that Kent doesn’t really know that I was definitely going to kiss Ivan last night had Natalia not interrupted – “and two,” I
