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“What do you think?” he asks, walking over to his cabinet and pouring a drink. He lifts the crystal decanter, offering me one.
“No thanks. I’m off to the gym.”
“Didn’t you go this morning?” Ward asks.
Yes, but I have some testosterone to work off and when I’m lifting weights, I’m not jerking off. Seems like an effective use of my time.
“No,” I lie, then get back on topic. “I am confident we can do this. StoryCraft is an excellent agency.”
“That’s good to hear,” Ward says. “I will stop by and meet her during the week.”
I still.
I really hope he doesn’t. He’ll take one look at her and know I’m attracted to her.
But then again, maybe that’s not a bad thing. If I can show him that I can keep it in my pants around someone as gorgeous as Payton, then it will go a long way to prove I’m worthy of the CEO position.
I was about to tell him I would attend the industry gala on Friday night.
I still am.
Now I’m going to surprise both him and me.
“So, I know I opted out of the gala at the board meeting last month, but I’ve decided I’ll attend for you on Friday.”
“Oh.” Ward sips his drink and stands with his legs wide, studying me.
Why do I feel like he can see right through my plan?
“I’ll take the new account manager with me. She can meet a few people and get a feel for what an event in our field of work is like.”
He nods slowly. “I’m sure that will benefit her.”
“Okay, well, I’m going to head out. Just wanted to update you. Save an email. All that.”
“Thanks, son,” Ward says, tossing back the last of his drink.
Jesus. Why do I feel like I just committed another sin, not confessed?
Perhaps because I just did.
I step into the elevator and let out a curse. I’m taking Payton on a fucking date on Friday.
What could go wrong?
