Chapter 489

"Yeah, no thanks—wouldn't work with you even if you paid me," I shot back.

By the time Wayne strolled out, I was already leaning against my car, waiting. He'd saved me from that trainwreck of a meeting, and I wasn't about to bail without a proper thanks.

"Waiting to say thank you?" Wayne smirked, all smug.

I grinned. "If you hadn't stepped in, I'd probably be in the hospital right now."

"Doubt it," he replied with a lazy grin. "That kick you threw? Brutal. Even if his intestines aren't in a pretzel, he's feeling it."

I laughed, remembering my infamous "Flying Legs" days back in school when I had a reputation for taking down jerks with a single kick.

"Guess your skills haven't dulled," Wayne said, amused.

I wasn't in the mood for a trip down memory lane, though, so I switched it up. "Didn't expect you to be working with this company too."

"Jace actually set it up awhile back. I'm just here for a site check," Wayne said, shrugging.

I just chuckled, letting the conversation drift