Nyrissa fidgeted as she hesitated to answer Quentin's question. Last night, she had decided to accept their offer, but now in the light of day, she was second-guessing herself.
“I'm not entirely sure still," she replied finally.
“What are you concerned about?" he asked, dishing up a plate of food for her.
She took it gratefully and dug in with almost embarrassing zeal. She hadn't eaten since lunch the day before and had been so anxious about their dinner that she had hardly eaten. Wondered and worried about what would happen when she got there. She was glad they hadn't mentioned what they had planned to ask her since she might have fainted in the office.
“Well, to start with, you both are my bosses," she pointed out. “I don't think it's a good idea to have a relationship with your boss
