Reward

Clara quirked her eyebrows. "Are you single?" 

"Yes, I am single and ready to mingle," Ryan said self-righteously. 

"I don't really believe you are single," Clara said dubiously. "I met you for the first time today and you became touchy like it was nothing. No way you are single." She could still feel the passionate taste of his tongue. He had kissed her so skillfully.

Ryan wrapped his hand around her waist and made her lead the way. He rather liked Clara. She was confident, talented, beautiful, and even had a rebellious personality. She was exactly his type. She was clearly interested in him, too—someone must have put in a good word. That said, who was she working under at the moment?

Which of his mentors had put in the good word?

He asked her: "Who are you working under?"