Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
I grit my teeth before I storm into my office, closing the door behind me. I toss my jacket on the couch before I walk over to my desk. I see that she’s sent me fifteen emails since I went into the meeting. She has also worked on my schedule and added in some meetings.
The knock on my door has me looking up. “Come in!” I shout, and the door opens just enough for her to stick her head in.
Her hair falls away as she looks at me. “Hey, just letting you know I’ll be right back.” She smiles at me. The smile of evilness, her look is that of trouble. “I gotta pee.”
thirteen
Grace
His eyes look like they are shooting daggers at me, but it’s his own fault. “I’ll be back, okay?”
“Grace,” he growls through clenched teeth, but I don’t bother answering him. Instead, I just close his door before walking to the bathroom. I don’t know why I’m surprised he came in this morning aggravated. I just thought after we shared that little afternoon together, he would be different. I was wrong. I was so wrong. I want to kick myself for being so stupid.
I quickly go back to my desk, seeing he’s on the phone. I wait for a second to see if he’ll get off, but after a minute, I turn around and start on that list of things Sofia asked me for. “Hey, are you going out for lunch?” Kayla asks when she stops by my desk.
“Actually,” I say, grabbing my bag, “I think I will.” I wasn’t planning on it, but he’s pissed me off.
I get up, walking to his closed door and knocking twice on it when Kevin comes around. “Are you ready?” he asks, putting on his suit jacket.
“Come in,” Caine barks from his side of the door. I open it, this time wider than just sticking my head in.
“I’m going out for lunch,” I tell him, and he looks over my head toward Kevin, who stands behind me. “Do you want me to bring you back anything?” I ask, and again, I want to kick myself for being nice. I should have just left a Post-it on his door with the words Out to Lunch.
“I’m fine,” he says, and I nod, closing the door before walking out. Kevin and Kayla both chat along the way. The mood is light, and I have a salad before returning back to work. His office door is open when I get back. While I’m storing my bag under my desk, I hear him bark out my name.
“Grace,” he snaps it almost as if I’m in trouble. My heart beats a touch faster than it normally does. “Can you come in here?”
“Ugh,” I mumble, walking into his office with a huge smile on my face.
“You rang?” I walk into the office.
“Close the door,” he orders me as he holds up a remote in his hand and presses a button for the shades.
“Fuck,” I mouth before turning to face him. I walk toward the middle of the room. Standing in front of his desk, I put my hands together in front of me. Maybe you shouldn’t have poked the bear, my head screams, and just ignored him.
He sits up straight in his chair. His hair looks like he just ran his hands through it. His white button-down shirt is rolled up at the sleeves, and you can see his silver Rolex on his wrist. “We need to talk.”
The minute he says those words, my stomach sinks to my feet in a swish. I knew this day would come when he would eventually fire me, but I didn’t think it would bother me so much. “Do we?” I tilt my head to the side. “I can’t wait for this,” I mumble. If he is going to fire me, I’m not going to make it easy on him. Fuck that. Not that he is going to give a shit either way, but at least I’ll go down with my head held high.
“I don’t know if you know this, but there is a policy in the employee handbook that no two coworkers can date each other if they are both employed by the company at the same time.”
I look at him confused. “Okay,” I say to him, “noted.”
“My office is drama-free,” he says, and I really thought this conversation was going one way, but now I have no fucking idea which way it’s actually going. “And I want for it to continue to be that way.”
“I’m sorry.” I hold up one hand. “I’m so confused as to what is happening right now.”
“Don’t do that.” He shakes his head, his eyes never leaving mine.
“I honestly can say, without a shadow of a doubt, I have no idea why you’re saying what you are or what you are talking about.”