“I appreciate that.”
“I’m serious, Ben. I can’t tiptoe around my office every day. I need to be able to ask the woman to do things without having it take a damn week to get a response.”
“She’s not that bad.”
“You’re not fucking standing here,” I argued just as I heard a swoosh that sounded an awful lot like the door. “Hang on.”
Setting down the phone, I walked into the other room, only to find it empty. Rolling my eyes, I made my way back to my desk and grabbed the phone.
“She’s gone. Tell her to be here at eight o’clock tomorrow.”
“Thank you. I appreciate this.”
“And tell her to make coffee right away. I really fucking hope she can make coffee.”
“I’ll make sure she can.” I could hear the grin in his voice, which only grated on my nerves.
Hanging up, I sank down in my seat and rubbed my hand over my face in frustration.
“Back to work,” I muttered to myself.
But just as I started reading through the document, I heard the whoosh of the door opening again. If she was back, I was never going to finish going over this contract.
Except that the heavy footfalls couldn’t possibly be hers. Seconds later, Archer Savage appeared in my doorway, the telltale cocky smile with the underlying look of danger present on his face.
“I’m surprised you came back to town,” I said, leaning back in my seat.
“I could say the same about you,” he said, wandering into my office, glancing around. “Nice office.”
“It’s a work in progress. Is there something I can help you with?”
“Yeah, I need a will.”
My eyebrows shot up in surprise at that. “A will. Something going on?”
“A man can never be too careful.”
Yeah, I had heard the gossip around town when he showed up suddenly with JR to help with Ellie’s shop. At the time, I hadn’t had the time to do anything other than make sure her shop was put back together. But now that I thought about what I had heard, I could see why everyone was shocked to see him again.
“Rumor around town is that you disappeared for the better part of a year.”
“You know how rumors are.”
“Yeah, I do.” There were quite a few floating around about me right now.
I was fired from my job in New York because I couldn’t hack it.
My girlfriend cheated on me.
I went crazy and threatened to blow up my office.
That last one was my personal favorite.
“So, you need a will. I can set up a time for you to come back in and?—”
“Now,” he demanded. “I’m going out of town tonight.”
“And this can’t wait until you get back?”
