“So you aren’t a paying customer?”

“No,” Mia answered. Didn’t he believe her?

“I’m one of the hands on the drive. What do you think that makes us?” Jace mused. “Coworkers?”

“I’m not sure it makes us anything.”

“Well.” His grin was mischievous. “Not yet, anyway.”

“Are you flirting with me?” It was an awkward question, but Mia believed in forthrightness, more than ever since Drew’s betrayal.

“When I’m flirting, you won’t have to ask. But if you’d rather I don’t, now’s a good time to say so.”

Did she want him to flirt with her? Yes.

No, you’re here as a professional. She opened her mouth to politely remind him of that, but instead heard herself say, “Too soon to tell. I reserve the right to say no later.”

“Noted. But fair warning—I’ll do my best to make you want to say yes.”