Page 110 of Night Watch
“Threatened? But why?” Kennedy gaped at her. “I’m nowhere near your level. I’m in awe of you.”
“You’re selling yourself short,” Sierra said. “Don’t do that, but you can keep on being in awe of me.” She laughed.
She reminded Kennedy so much of Erik, whom she hadn’t seen since the night of the rescue. Just the thought of him put an ache in her heart.
“And if travel is your thing,” Maya continued. “I’m guessing you’ll get enough regional travel to fulfill that need too.”
Kennedy glanced between the women. “This isn’t just a whim, and in a few months or even next year, you’ll decide you need to eliminate the position?”
“Are you kidding?” Sierra asked. “We’re expanding so fast that we can hardly keep up, and if Maya determined that we can afford you, we can.”
“So, what do you say?” Maya asked. “Can we add you to the Veritas Center roster?”
It just seemed too good to be true. “Are you sure I’ll be a good fit for the lab?”
Maya nodded. “We asked about you. Everyone sings your praises, and we know you have the standards we look for in team members.”
“Then, yes.” Kennedy wanted to pinch herself to be sure this was true.
Sierra grabbed Kennedy in a hug and swung her around. “When can you start?”
“I’ll have to put in my notice. At least two weeks. Maybe more.” Kennedy ran her previously injured hand over her face, thankful that the bites were healing well and she no longer needed a bandage. “I won’t leave them in a lurch.”
“But you don’t have to do that today, right?” Sierra asked.
“No, why?”
“It’s Clay’s wedding, and I know Erik would want you there.” Sierra’s broad smile reminded her of Erik again.
She was so tempted to say yes, but… “I don’t know. I wasn’t invited.”
“Only because we didn’t think you’d be around.” Sierra’s earnest tone gave Kennedy hope. “But now you’re not leaving.”
Kennedy looked at her watch. “I don’t have anything to wear.”
“We have time. Trust me.” Sierra got out her phone and tapped her foot as her call connected. “We need you, Kels. Kennedy is here and needs something to wear to the wedding. Can she borrow something?”
A slow smile spread across Sierra’s lips, and she hung up then clutched Kennedy’s arm. “Come on, you two. Kelsey has given us free rein in her closet.”
“Perfect,” Maya said.
“Kelsey?” Kennedy asked as Sierra dragged Kennedy to the lab door.
“She’s the only one of the partners here who’s a clothes horse. She’s guaranteed to have what you need, and she has impeccable taste. We’ll find a perfect dress for you.” Sierra got the elevator door open and punched the number five.
“No offense,” Kennedy said. “But you’re starting to remind me of your mother.”
“Et tu, Brute?” Sierra mocked pulling a knife from her chest. “Seriously, maybe a little. But I want to see my baby brother happy, and you make him happy. If I have to nudge it along a bit, I will.”
“I would’ve called him tomorrow,” Kennedy said. “After all the festivities were over.”
“But why wait when you can put on a dreamy dress. He’ll be in his tux, and there’ll be candlelight and moonlight and romance in the air.”
“Erik in a tux.” Kennedy fanned her face. “I can’t think of a single reason why I shouldn’t go to the wedding.” She laughed, and when the elevator opened, Sierra dragged her down the hall past her own condo to the other unit on that floor.
Kelsey opened the door. She was a stunning woman, about Kennedy’s height with black curly hair. She was dressed in skinny jeans and a dainty halter top and her face was perfectly made up. Kennedy suspected she would fit in Kelsey’s dresses, but they would look so much better on Kelsey.
“I am so jealous,” Sierra said. “You had Sophia three months before I had Asher, and I don’t think I’ll ever fit into skinny jeans again.”
