Cephus’ POV

Chapter 173

Cephus’ POV

“She’s going to judge you,” said Cephus after we’d been driving for maybe ten minutes.

I had been occupying myself in trying to smooth down a crease in my black skirt that just kept on puckering up while I was sitting down; those words were exactly what it took to send me into an accelerated frenzy of smoothing.

“I’m telling you this because you need to hear it if you want to make this work,” Cephus added. “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you at all, quite the opposite. But she’s going to look at you right now and see a little girl on her way to a job interview.”

“Isn’t that what this is?” I retorted, mostly just to have something to say.

Cephus snorted. “You’d better hope not. If she had a say you would already be out on your arse.”

I clenched my hands into fists so hard I started as my nails started to pierce my skin.

“It’s really up to you.” Cephus’s tone was conversational, his arms relaxed as he steered. “If you want to have this turn out the sam