I didn’t…I wouldn’t.
“Until then, behave, Lianna,” he said.
“I’ll do my best,” she said with a note of sultriness in her tone.
She disconnected the call and sighed before saying, “I hope you won’t waste too much of Mr.Steele's time with this.”
Her dismissive wave as she finally looked away from me was so rude that I wanted to smack her.
“And I hope I don’t waste too much of my time with it either,” I said.
I left her office and went straight to the break area because I needed some time to cool down, or I’d throw something.One slowly brewed cup of coffee later, I was back at my desk and focused.
For the most part.
I kept watching the clock, and my stomach tightened with each passing minute.To say I wasn’t looking forward to my meeting with Konni would be an understatement.
At two-twenty-five, I got up and crossed over to the other side of the executive floor, which I’d only seen on my first day there.
Three men sat at a shared workstation table like the one Whitney, Shana, and I shared.They were just as quiet as we were, but somehow the silence didn’t feel as heavy.
The man facing me looked up as I approached, his expression friendly.
“Ms.Elmantas, you can go right in.Mr.Steele is expecting you.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”He smiled.Actually smiled.
My return smile probably looked as shocked as I felt because his smile broadened as he nodded toward the office door.
I faced it, told myself not to be a baby, then let myself in.
CHAPTERELEVEN
Konni watchedme enter and close the door, his amber gaze even more mesmerizing in the daylight pouring in from a wall of glass behind his executive desk.
“You don’t look surprised.”
My knees felt weak as I crossed the space to his desk, stopping in front of it.
“I saw you this morning.”
His perfect mouth didn’t tilt up in amusement as he studied me.He looked serious.
Seriously hot and tempting.
Why couldn’t I remember Friday night?
“What happened Friday was a mistake,” I said.
He stood and slowly walked around his desk.I backed up a few steps.He casually leaned against the front edge, silently assuring me that he wasn’t coming for me.
Today.But he had come for me on Friday.
Maybe it’d been more than once.
“I’ve spoken to Lianna.She?—”
