Don't Wait for the Rain to Clear

Summary

It started with a sudden downpour.

I turned around to buy an umbrella. By the time I got back, Winston Sterling had already draped his overcoat across Sera Thorne’s shoulders.

He pulled me under the umbrella, his tone gentle, as if soothing a spoiled child. "Sera can't handle the cold. Just let her have it this once, Nat. Be a good girl. Don't make a fuss."

I looked down at my own shoulder, which was already completely soaked through. I didn't say a word.

We had been building our startup for five years. Everyone always said Winston and Sera were the dual heart and soul of Sterling Tech.