“Hello, you must be Iris Howard.”
“I am.” I smile warmly.
“Awesome. If you will have a seat, Mr. Williamson will be with you shortly.” She smiles up at me as well.
“Thank you.”
As I walk over to sit down, my legs shake.
Holy shit. Holy shit.
Mr. Williamson? I’m interviewing to work for the head of the company?
Before I can work myself up too much, an older woman calls my name.
“Iris.”
I get up and approach her. “Hello,” I tell her softly as she eyes me.
“Before I take you back, I want to make sure you know this position is for a job, not a love connection, yes?” She gives me a stern look.
I tip my chin and fight back a smile. “Understood. I have no interest in love. I want to build my career. This is the best place for me to do that.”
She hums and spins on her heel. I follow behind her, and she leads me down a hall. She knocks on a door once as I come to a stop next to her.
“Come in,” a muffled voice says from the other side.
She opens the door and steps to the side. When I step forward, I freeze.
It’s him. The hot guy from the coffee shop.
How in the hell is this real life?
“It’s you,” he says, eyes wide.
“It’s you,” I repeat.
“You’re hired,” he says without hesitation.
For a split second, I contemplate turning down the offer, but that would be stupid. This is my dream job. I have to take it, even if my boss is attractive.
I can keep my hands to myself. I’m a grown woman.
“When should I start?”
Chapter
One
IRIS
Ten Years Later
“Hey Iris?Can you come take a look at this? I keep trying to format this report, but it keeps getting wonky,” Charlotte calls out to me as I walk by her cubicle.
I head toward her desk, leaning over to look at the sheet.
“Hmm. Let me see,” I murmur as I take her mouse and start clicking around.
