“Last chance,” he breathed. “Walk out that elevator, and you keep your internship. You’ll be fine. Maybe even great. But you’ll never be legendary .”
“Every woman before you signed one,” he said casually. “None of them lasted more than three months.”
“Mr. Thorne,” she whispered, “I’ve been taking commands from mediocre men my whole life. At least you’re interesting.”
And the black key? She kept it. Polished it. Hung it on a chain around her neck.
“Last chance,” he breathed. “Walk out that elevator, and you keep your internship. You’ll be fine. Maybe even great. But you’ll never be legendary .”
“Every woman before you signed one,” he said casually. “None of them lasted more than three months.”
“Mr. Thorne,” she whispered, “I’ve been taking commands from mediocre men my whole life. At least you’re interesting.”
And the black key? She kept it. Polished it. Hung it on a chain around her neck.