My eyes bounce up, it takes everything in me to school my expression.
It isn’t Kaz.
Cressida is hanging from the door frame. “What are you still doing here?”
“I downloaded the software I used to use to manage my social media posts for my corporate floral company. The software was essential to leveraging my online presence for one company, but since I’ll be managing four different divisions of Kaz’s company, it’s going to be my lifeline.”
Cressida approaches my desk. “Can I take a peek?”
I turn my laptop
She nods. “You didn’t slack on your first day.”
I shake my head. “No, I’m too eager to get started. My head is buzzing with ideas.”
“You’re the right woman for the job.”
Ihope so.“I don’t want to let Kaz down.”
“With this level of organization, that’s not possible.”
“Planning is one thing, execution is another.”
She gestures at my screen. “Everything is color coordinated. You got this.”
I laugh.
“Can I close your door?”
Uh-oh.“Sure.”
She closes it and slides into a guest chair across from my desk. “A little birdie told me Maybellynn welcomed you with open arms.”
I frown and tilt my head to the side.
“I’m being facetious.”
“For a minute there, I thought we had a different definition of the word welcome.”
“I didn’t want to say anything to influence your judgment before meeting her,” Cressida says. “That would’ve been talking behind her back, and I’m not like her.”
“Gosh, she seems like a charming human being.”
“Right?” Cressida looks over her shoulder.
I crane my neck to see if anyone is in the hallway.
Nobody.
She returns her attention to me. “HR, the boss’s executive assistant, and I, know Kaz and you were dating before you started.”
Fake dating, but okay.
“He planned on telling everyone in the office this morning during a staff meeting, but since he’s dealing with this Grazie Mille crisis, he hasn’t been able to.” She checks over her shoulder again.
Whatever she’s about to tell me must be hush-hush.
She faces me. “Maybellynn was hovering over the admin pool, pretending she has a managerial role, while I was talking to the graphic design admin. One of the girls was sharing a story. She’d went across the street to buy chips and a soda. While she was in line, she checked her favorite gossip site and saw a photo of the boss kissing the new girl.”
