Leah Sinclair felt a pang of disappointment. She had spent three extra years in school and earned a higher degree, but in exchange, she had far less experience than her peers. Yet, here she was, starting as a manager in the project department. She couldn't help but feel she was in over her head.
"Take it slow. You'll get experience after a few projects,"
Asher Keating gently pinched her cheek. He'd wanted to do it several times during the meal but had restrained himself since the Peyton siblings were there.
Leah sighed and asked him, "Asher, why didn't you ever tell me Phoebe was so beautiful?"
Asher turned to look at her, leaning one hand against the car window with a faint smile. "You never asked me what she looked like."
Leah suddenly leaned in close, her face just inches from his, her eyes full of mischief. "She's so gorgeous. When you were classmates... you never had a crush on her? Even I feel like I'm falling for her, and I'm a woman."
