Page 73 of Mr. Always


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“Thank you,” she says quietly.

“You’re welcome.”

Even though this wasn’t how I expected my night and morning to go, I wouldn’t change a thing. Hopefully, I showed her that nothing will scare me away. Nothing.

Chapter

Eighteen

IRIS

Yesterday turnedout to be one of the best days I have had in a long while. Even with the terrible cramps that always hit me on the first few days of my period, having Max there helped ease some of it. Especially with how attentive he was toward me.

I didn’t want for anything.

As much as I wanted to take a second day off, I knew I couldn’t. If I took off every single time I had a painful period, I would miss a week every month. That’s not plausible even if Max would allow it.

So here I am at my desk, working on budgets and reports that I would rather burn.

“You have a delivery,” Chad says, bringing me in a smoothie.

I smile when I see it. Of course he is sending me another smoothie. He swears it is supposed to help with cramps. I don’t know if it is true or not, but it is the thought that counts.

“Thank you. What is Max up to?” I ask Chad.

“He has meetings all day with supervisors.”

I smile to myself. I’m glad he is taking this so seriously. It reminds me of my interview with Astor Conglomerate. The reason they appealed to me was more than their location and the change of job duties. They also were offering a competitive package.

“Does he have any free time in his schedule today?” I ask, an idea in my head.

“From two to three,” he tells me without having to look.

Chad isn’t always the best assistant. He has had to learn a lot of things at a quick pace, so sometimes things slip through. I’m glad to see some things are sticking, though. I always knew Max’s schedule down to the minute when I was his assistant. I expect nothing less from the man taking over for me.

“Good. Pencil me in. I’d like to discuss some ideas with him.”

“Of course. Is there anything else?” he asks.

I shake my head, turning back to my computer.

Instead of focusing on reports, I type up a proposal. I take what I learned about Astor Conglomerate and add in my own flair. Things I think would be beneficial for all employees. Things that will make employees want to be loyal to our company.

Once I’m done, I smile at my work. This is the stuff I like to do. Actually making a difference for the company, employees, and guests.

I think I will talk to Max about wanting to change job positions. I wouldn’t want to take a position from someone, so maybe I will wait and see what opens up, and if it intrigues me, I’ll ask to swap.

Standing from my desk, I make my way out of my office. Max’s door is firmly shut.

“I’m going to go grab some food for Max and me. I’ll be back in time for our meeting,” I tell Chad.

“Sounds good.”

“Did you need anything?” I ask.

“Nope. Thank you, though.”

I leave the office, excited by what the future might hold. For the first time in a while, I feel settled in my life. Sure, I am still looking for the man of my dreams, but I’m starting to wonder more and more if he has been here the whole time.