He shook his head and stopped the lift door from closing with his foot. “I have to go back to work. Calendar-shoot crisis.”
“But it’s nine.”
“I know, and I was supposed to be there two hours ago to see what everyone is working on. But I got kind of busy.” He smiled at me.
“You bunked work to fix my tyre and then sit in a boring body corporate meeting?” I asked, feeling beyond flattered.
“Something like that.” He moved his foot and the doors started closing.
“Bye, Sera,” he said, as his face began disappearing behind the steel door.
“Ben,” I said, just as the doors closed and the lift started moving.
My phone suddenly vibrated and I looked down at it.
Ben: Did we just have a Mr. Grey, Miss. Steele moment at the lift doors?
Sera: HAHAH! Omg, I think we just did!
I laughed and cringed at the thought of it.
Sera: And OMG, I can’t believe you’ve watched that movie btw!?
Ben: My brother made me watch it with him! Not an experience I would like to repeat, EVER!
Sera: I can imagine.
Ben: BTW, hasn’t the new one just opened? Wanna watch it with me?
Sera: NO!
Ben: Yeah. I agree. Besides, whips and chains and blindfolds aren’t really my thing.
My stomach dropped to the floor as the lift doors opened. We were back here, once more. And again, I didn’t put a stop to it. Instead, I continued.
Sera: Really?
Ben: Mmmm, I prefer not to have any distractions, or anything coming between us.
Sera: Us?
Ben: Hopefully ;) Soon . . .
26. At First I Was Afraid . . .
There was a strange manic energy in the office when I arrived at work on Monday morning. I walked past the boardroom on my way to my desk to discover it was overflowing with yawning, defeated, tired-looking people. Ben was standing in front of everyone talking loudly and passionately. He was waving his arms in the air and still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. He looked like he’d been up all night.
“He’s been making teams present ideas to him all night and hates every single one of them,” Becks said coming up behind me. “No one has slept.” She yawned in my ear.
“Really.” I glanced over at Ben and it was the first time I’d seen him looking anything but cool and calm. Dare I say it, but he looked rattled. As I studied him through the glass he caught my eye and gestured for me to come over. A ball of nervous energy bubbled up inside me and I walked over to the boardroom apprehensively. As soon as I was there he popped his head out the door.
“Hey.” He looked tired but managed a small smile.
“Hi.”
“I have no right to ask you this and if you don’t want to do it I’ll completely. . .”
“What?” I asked.
