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“Absolutely. Lisa always says that we should take care of our minds and bodies first. You’re going to love it here; I can promise you that. Everyone is very approachable and willing to help out. Even Lisa, she’s a god among us but she doesn’t act like it.” He smiles. “On that note, I’m heading back to my office. Feel free to take off once you’re done filling out the paperwork and emailed me your schedule. I’ll work with Lisa to get your hours sorted and be in contact soon.”
“Thank you so much.” He gently pats the doorway to my office and spins on his heel to walk back to his.
Over the next hour, I fill out insurance documents, my W-2, sign the NDA, and go over the new hire handbook as well as send out my schedule. I email myself the company culture handout as well as a few other new hire documents to read up on at home, then gather my things to head out.
I can’t keep the smile off my face as I walk to the elevator and then through the lobby. I feel like I’m bouncing with every step as I whisk through the revolving door and burst out into the January sun. I forgot my sunglasses so I drop my eyes down to my feet as I take the few steps to the sidewalk.
“With a smile like that, I’m guessing you got the job?”
I stop so suddenly I almost take a spill. I look up to see Cyrus, casually leaning against his shiny black sports car. His long camel coat, most likely cashmere, is buttoned around his tall, imposing figure. His dark hair has tumbled over his forehead and his hands are encased in black leather gloves.
“Come on”—he nods with his head as he holds his arm to gesture—“I’ll give you a ride.”
Chapter 5
Cyrus
“Did you wait here this entire time?” she asks, confused.
“I had some other business in the building that occupied most of the time, but I did wait the last fifteen minutes or so.”
“Why?”
“To see if you got the job. So, did you?”
“I did.” The smile returns to her face and I can’t help but reciprocate.
“Congrats! Let me buy you lunch.” I motion toward the car again, but she stays frozen where she stopped.
“Did you—have something to do with it? Why I got the job?”
“Presley.” I can’t hide the frustration in my voice at this point. “Get in the damn car.”
She jumps a little. “I think I’ll ju—” She motions with her thumb over her shoulder, but I don’t let her finish whatever she’s about to say.
“As my new publicist, I think it’s only right we have lunch and discuss our strategy going forward for my image.”
She purses her lips, wanting to say something snarky back—I can see it all over her face—but she gives in and takes the few steps toward my car.
“Hey.” I hook my hand around her elbow, pulling her toward me as we step around the back of the car. “You didn’t even look at oncoming traffic,” I scold her.
“There’s nobody coming; they have a red light”—she motions toward the line of cars waiting behind the white line—“and it’s a one-way street so no cross traffic.”
She’s right, but I still hold her arm as I walk us to the passenger side and open the door for her. She slides inside.
“I’ve never been in a Mercedes before,” she says as she glances around the car, running her fingertip gently over the soft leather of the armrest on the door.
“Never?”
She shakes her head, then turns toward me. “You didn’t answer my question about the job. Is that why you were here this morning? To make Lisa hire me?”
I can’t hold back the laugh that erupts from my chest. “Trust me, nobody can make Lisa Wade do anything she doesn’t want to do, not even me.”
“So that’s not why you were there then?”
I contemplate lying to her, or at least bending the truth a little by mentioning the other business I had in the building, but I don’t.
“I was there to see you.”
