“YOUR PHONE ISbuzzing again. Maybe you should turn it off when you’re at work,” Mark suggested an hour later.
I had been staring at the same spreadsheet for the last thirty minutes trying to make sense of the budget figures that had been sent over for the project. I had never coordinated a full-scale project before and I knew that I was in way over my head.
The headache brought on by Lucas was now a full-blown migraine.
I hadn’t realized my phone was vibrating until Mark’s snarky comment about it.
I ignored his passive aggressive attitude and pulled it out.
It wasn’t a call. It was a text.
From Lucas.
Come outside.
What the—?
My finger hovered over the screen as I thought about how to respond.
Instead I did as Mark suggested and shut off my phone, dropping it back in my purse, kicking it under my desk.
I turned back to my work.
Then the noise started.
It began as a murmur. Then it became a cacophony of excited voices.
“Bloody hell!” Mark exclaimed from beside me.
I looked over the top of my computer to see what was going on and promptly sunk back down in my seat.
Lucas was standing just inside the doors, looking around the room, a scowl on his face.
“Is that Lucas Bradley? What’s he doing here?” I heard someone ask from behind me.
“ItisLucas Bradley!”
“Oh my god, it’s Lucas Bradley!”
On and on it went until I wanted to scream.
I peeked over my monitor to see Lucas approach a woman carrying a mug of tea back from the breakroom. He put a hand on her arm and spoke to her, not looking very happy. She seemed about to pass out. Then she pointed in my direction and I quickly ducked behind my monitor.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
“He’s coming over here,” I heard Mark whisper to the guy beside him.
I promptly dropped a pen on the floor and all but crawled under my desk to retrieve it, hoping he wouldn’t see me.
“Hiding won’t work, love.” His voice poured over me like honey. Soft. Insistent. And pissed off.
I scurried out from beneath my desk, my cheeks hot. I smacked my head on the corner as I got back into my chair.
“Ouch,” I moaned, rubbing the tender spot.
