Page 91 of Unwrapping Romance

“Yes?” I walked in and noticed a strange look on his face.

“I need you to call the school and ask how Ellie is.”

“Jack, she’s literally been there?—”

“I don’t care. I’m worried about her. Call them now, please.”

A small smile crossed my lips. “I’ll do it now.”

“Thank you.”

I returned to my desk and called the school, and they immediately put me through to her teacher.

“This is Miss Cassidy.”

“Miss Cassidy, this is Sierra Knight, Mr. Atlas’s assistant. He wanted me to call and ask how Ellie is doing. This is new for him, and he’s worried about her.”

“Ellie is fine. She’s playing with the other children. If you give me your cell phone number, I’ll text you the website for the cameras we have installed in the room. It allows parents to see how their child is doing during the day. Normally, after a week, parents will stop watching when they see their child has adapted and is doing just fine.”

“Thank you. I appreciate it.” I rattled off my number.

My phone pinged with a text, and I entered Jack’s office.

“I need to use your computer,” I said, pushing him out of the way.

“You have your own computer,” he said.

I ignored him and typed the website into his computer. A view of the schoolroom appeared.

“There. Now you can sit and watch her all day. Look, she’s playing nice with the other children.”

“Ah.” A smile crossed his face. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

As I began to walk out of his office, he called my name.

“Sierra?”

“Yes, Jack?” I turned around.

“I’m still thinking about last night.”

“Of course you are.” I winked and returned to my desk.

I was in the middle of mounds of work Jack had given me since I really hadn’t been here much lately because of Ellie. I had just ended a phone call when I saw Jack’s dad walking toward my desk. Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Hello, Sierra.”

“Mr. Atlas. What a surprise.” My lips faked a smile.

“You may call me Christopher. Where is my son?” He looked in his office.

“He’s in a meeting.”

“Here in the office?”

“Yes.”

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