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“What about your 4:30pm appointment with the Jolen Corp?”
“Push it to tomorrow. We have other plans.”
One look at me and she nodded. “I’ll call them on the way. I’ll go out this way and meet you at the elevator; I have to grab my bag and things.”
I watched her go through the adjacent office door and smiled. I’d really gotten lucky finding her. She really was too good for me.
Chapter Six
Gisella
There were days where I truly wondered if the universe was out to get me.
In a past life, had I done something so horrible, I was still paying for it?
Or was I just an utterly clumsy girl walking here?
No seriously, I wanted to know.
Maybe my guardian Angel was out on a coffee run too…
Today was one of those days where I should have just stayed in bed, eating Oreos and contemplating my path in life. Or something equally poetic.
“There’s only two days until the big Billionaire Auction,” I called out as I entered the office. “We can pick your tux up after 11:30am. I got us a table at Julian’s for noon.”
This was where I messed up my sort-of calm, collectedness I’d been gathering since I’d left the coffee shop. I’d decided to walk back to the office, the limo creeping along the road with me. It was a sight.
What was also a sight was the fact that I had a happy ankle biter try to hump my leg at the last crosswalk.
I mean…what the hell, man?
I was inside now; safe and ready to get this day over. Instead of looking at my phone, which was stupid to start with for someone who can literally trip over air, whenever the urge hit.
Which meant: I should have been looking where I was going.
I should have expected my luck to go sideways, as it tended to do, because when I went to push Rudy’s office door closed, a big body stepped out from the opposite corner.
“Don’t be calling it that, love.”
If you immediately thought “poor girl just fell over in fear,” no. Not that.
If you said, “I know she just screamed,” oh, you’d be right. I let out a shriek that hurt my own ears.
“Sorry, love.” He rushed to my side. “It’s just me.”
“You jerk,” I huffed, clutching onto his arm.
Okay, so, don’t judge me. I knew it wasn’t his fault; it was totally mine, but damn.
“I was coming out of the loo; it wasn’t on purpose. Forgive me?” He pulled me into his chest and started chuckling.
I gave in and laughed too. “I may need to change my pan?—”
“Is everything alright in here?” May asked, bustling in with a man in khaki pants and a blue, Ferguson Financial polo. He was big, football player kind of big, and yet, he had kind eyes. And the jerk looked amused. Great.
I obviously knew who he was. One of our unseen security guys. He blended in perfectly with the guys in the mail room, the ad team, and some of the men in the finance office; no one would know. Solid plan.
“I’m sorry,” I held up my free hand, “I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings, and his sudden appearance scared me. Least I didn’t drop the coffees.”
