Maybe Never (Maybe #2) by Ella Miles

his home for now?” the woman next to me asks.  
    “I’m in charge.”  
    “You?” she asks.
    “Yes. So, when I say implement the plan I just told you, you need to do it.”  
    I look around the table at everyone’s stunned expressions.  
    “Is this a permanent position for you or just until your grandfather chooses a new replacement?”
    I glare at the man who just asked. “It’s permanent.” I don’t want them thinking they can just walk all over me until my grandfather chooses a replacement.  
    “But will you be able to run the company with the charges against you?”  
    I turn my glare to the woman who just asked me that. “I have full faith that the charges against me as well as the charges against my grandfather will be dropped soon. There is no merit to the charges.”  
    “But what if—”  
    I glare at the woman. “If, nothing. I will not be discussing the charges against me or my grandfather any further. It isn’t a concern for the company. We always have what is best for the company at heart. That isn’t going to change, no matter what happens.
    “Now, do any of you have further questions about the company or what our focus should be in the upcoming months?”  
    I look around the room as everyone shakes their head.  
    “Good. If anyone has any questions, please contact me or Tony. He will be my assistant and will get any questions you have to me. Understood?”  
    I smile as I look around the room, and everyone nods.  
    I can do this , I think. I can run a company . I just need a little confidence and a little more practice. I can do this .  

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Killian

    A sense of calm washes over me as I walk into the Felton Grand casino. I shouldn’t feel this way, walking into a place that I’m helping to destroy. I shouldn’t feel like I’m walking into my home.  
    I walk through the casino to the door that says Employees Only . I swipe my employee card, and it still works. I open the door. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be doing this. Kinsley might not even be here, but I have to see her. I have to try one more time.  
    I walk down the hallway to Robert’s office. I grab the door handle, but it’s locked. I knock, but no one answers, and from what I can tell, it looks dark inside. I walk past my old office that still looks the same. I could go in and just pretend that this is still my life. That I get to feel important and useful, helping to build a company, instead of feeling like a fraud FBI agent. I rest my hand on the handle of my office door, ready to go inside, when I hear the door to the meeting room open.  
    I watch as several of the other execs file out of the room. I nod at them as they walk by with shocked, wide-eyed expressions on each of their faces. I wait until the last one has passed, and that’s when I see her.  
    Kinsley closes the door behind her as she takes a deep breath with a large smile on her face. I can’t help but smile at her, too. Whatever happened in there happened because she finally found herself. She found the piece of confidence that had been dampened years ago. She looks beautiful and strong, standing there in her business suit.  
    Kinsley tucks a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear as she looks up and straight into my eyes. She freezes when she sees me, not sure what to do, and then she narrows her eyes at me, like she’s not sure if I am really here.  
    She begins walking down the hallway, her eyes now looking at the floor instead of me, but I can’t keep mine off of her. Despite looking down, she struts down the hallway like she owns the place. When she gets to me, I plan on stopping her and dragging her inside my office, but she stops and looks at me. I try to read her face, but I can’t.  
    She raises her eyebrows at me.  
    “We need to talk,” I say.  
    She doesn’t hesitate like she usually does. She doesn’t say maybe. She simply says, “No.”  
    And then she’s walking again, and I have to