She put her hand up to stop that train of thought. “I’m not looking to get anyone in trouble, Gordon. I’m only curious. Can you tell me if you’ve ever seen anyone else at my desk when I’m not there?”
He shook his head no, but when she continued to stare back at him, his shoulders dropped. “Fine. Just don’t go around accusing people and using me as your source. I want to keep my job.”
Poor guy. He had no idea. She hoped he’d find something better after the layoffs. “Come on, Gordon. Who else have you seen? No one’s getting in trouble.”
He leaned forward. “Rex sometimes lingers by your desk after going to the water cooler.”
Another disappointment. Ashley reached up and fingered the necklace. Rex came over a lot when she was at her desk. It would make sense he’d be there when she wasn’t.
“Could it be anyone else?” She looked over at Brian who was on his fourth cup of coffee and doing a bad job of hiding the fact that he’d been texting on his phone all morning.
Gordon followed her gaze. “Not Brian. He’s not into you. No offense.”
“None taken.”
Gordon made a shooing motion. “Now Mr. Davidson is looking over here. My guess is Flynn. And if so, my condolences. Report him to H.R. Just don’t mention me.”
Ashley returned to her desk and squeezed her stress ball, the one Flynn had probably been playing with that morning. She felt like chucking it at his head. It couldn’t be him. He didn’t have the nuance or the sensitivity for it. But neither did Rex. Why did this have to be so difficult to figure out? It had to be Chase. There was no one else who cared about her like he did.
She glanced over at him, and he motioned with his finger for her to come over. Maybe he wasn’t as upset with her as she thought.
“Can I ask you something as a friend?” Chase asked as she sat down next to him.
“Of course.”
He tapped the edge of the desk. “I’m thinking about trying online dating. Is that crazy?”
