Chapter 33

Kenna

I couldn’t exactly make a scene in front of everyone even though I wanted to throw a tantrum and tell Xander where he could stick his lunch invitation. The audacity of the man, how dare he demand that I have dinner with him? Who on earth does he think he is? And why all of a sudden the interest in me? He is an arrogant man who thinks he can have everything he wants. It is up to me to show him or at least tell him at lunch that I will not be spoken to like that nor will I bow down and let him have me again.

As far as I am concerned, Xander had his chance. Although, I am now questioning why I get a slight thrill curse through my body as the thought of being close to him at lunch.

No mind, I have to freshen up. It’s been a long morning and I feel like I need to reapply some mascara and lipstick. He stands in the main reception area with its vaulted ceilings and rustic hanging lamps made of iron with just orange bulbs hanging down casting a glorious shade across the stripped wood fl