Blink.
“Just like the boss’s office, you have a floor-to-ceiling window that doesn’t offer much of a view, but you get a lot of sunlight pouring in.”
Cressida is still selling me on the office that used to belong to the former CEO. The freaking CEO. A woman who must have a wall filled with degrees, while I have a high school education.
I’m stunned.
Cressida tilts her head to the side. “Do you need a cup of coffee to get your engine going? The coffee maker here rivals the best coffee shops in the city. You can take a coffee break, and then we’ll do the rounds.”
I snap out of it. “No. I can have a coffee after I meet the team. It’s just…” I shake my head. “It’s a lot more than I expected.”
She glances over my head before leaning into me. “I should remove the JustSpotted.com app from my phone, but I’m addicted to that website. Yesterday afternoon, my jaw came unhinged when my eyes landed on the photo on the front page of the website. That Hollywood kiss…” She pats her heart. “Granted, the boss had assigned the office to you before that epic kiss, but given the way he feels about you, it’s no wonder you’re getting the second best office in the building.”
I blush. “It’ll be strictly professional at the office.”What we share is make-believe.
“Kaz already promised as much.” She winks.
My blush deepens.
“On a more serious note, in your new role, you’re going to deal with sensitive information about the charity that shouldn’tland on unsuspecting ears,” she says. “Hence, the office with a door.”
I nod.
Her phone rings. She checks it and meets my gaze. “I need to get this, but I won’t be long.”
“No problem.”
I enter my new office, drop the box on my desk, pull out the magnificent orchid and place it in a spot where I can look at it all day long. I grab the paper bag containing my banana and walnut muffin and place it on the cabinet behind the desk.
Cressida is still on her call, pacing up and down the hallway.
I pull the strap of my handbag over my shoulder and wait.
I bite against the inside of my lower lip to suppress a smile as I flashback to waking up this morning, expecting to see Kaz sleeping in the armchair. Instead, I found a majestic flower, a paper bag containing a box stuffed with six yummy muffins, and a note scrolled in a messy print.
Hey Goldilocks,
I sent you a few texts. I don’t have the best penmanship, so it might be hard to read a long note.
Kaz
Unable to resist, I fish inside my handbag for my phone and reread his texts for the fifth time since I woke up.
Kazimir
The shit show at the restaurant was a fucking nightmare. The place was crawling with cops and FBI guys. Anyway, I got home late and I didn’t want to disrupt you, so I resumed my post on the armchair. No nightmares last night. I’m glad.
Kazimir
Noticed you put the gift cards I gave you to good use. I tripped over shopping bags from that book shop where I bought you a few books last week.
Kazimir
I can’t believe you finished the four books I bought you. At this rate, you’ll need a bookshelf to store your growing collection.
Kazimir
Had to get out early to head to Grazie Mille. The owner is freaking out. I don’t blame him.
