Chapter 93

“I’m fine.”

“Quinn, what’s going on?” Lyn demanded.

“I have to go. My boyfriend just walked in.”

“What? What are you—”

I disconnected the call and met Mark’s amused gaze. “She just told me I wasn’t involved with someone who could get me fired.”

“I thought I was your significant other.”

“Boyfriend makes the point more emphatically. Significant other could refer to a woman.”

“I suppose.” He shook his head. “People let other people’s opinions matter too fucking much to them. You’re not worried about getting fired, are you?”

“Of course not. Didn’t you tell me you’d make sure the WBIS hired me?”

“Yeah.” A slow smile deepened the creases that bracketed his mouth.

Mother and Gregor came in. “For someone with a bum leg, you sure hustled,” Gregor sneered, a little out of breath.

“I had to make sure Quinn was okay, didn’t I?”

Gregor had no argument to that, and he fumed in silence.

Mother came directly to me and embraced me. “Sweetheart, are you all right?”