Page 60 of Fool's Errand


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“Hey!”

“You’re working today,” I reminded him.

His brow furrowed. “You meant that? I thought you just didn’t want me hanging out alone in your house.”

“You said you wanted to do it.”

He huffed and crossed his arms as we got into the elevator together. “Yeah, I guess.” He slouched in a corner, and Ellis smiled at me.

I caught sight of myself in the shiny silver doors and grimaced. I looked like hell.

When the elevator doors parted and we walked into the small reception area, I knew something was up. No one was at the small desk, which was unusual.

“What the hell?” I muttered.

“Everything okay?” Ellis asked, and Hilton finally looked like something interesting might happen to him today.

“I don’t know,” I said, then instead of going to my office, I walked down the hallway to the main open-plan work area. When I turned the corner, there was a pop near my ear that had me flinching, and confetti drifted down to cover my shoulders and halo the floor around me. Laughter erupted as I kept walking and emerged into the room. People started clapping. It seemed like the sales team was leading the charge.

Clark strolled over to me with a wide grin and draped blue boxing gloves that matched the Dailey Tires logo over my shoulders. Someone took a photo of us, and I couldn’t help but grin.

“I thought I was going to come in here and you were going to yell at me.”

Clark snickered and shook his head. “You grabbed a lot of attention this weekend.”

Jon came over holding a box, and I was scared to look inside but didn’t get a choice. Clark grabbed out a cupcake with Loser! scrawled across white icing in big red letters.

“You lost,” Jon said with a laugh. “We thought you might want a consolation prize.”

Ellis and Hilton were cackling so hard that they had to lean against each other, and there was a celebratory atmosphere in the office that I didn’t quite understand.

Glancing between Jon and Clark, I grimaced. “I’m sorry, guys. My plan was to come in here and try to mitigate as much of the damage as possible.”

Clark adjusted the gloves around my neck like he thought I might wear them all day as I shoved half the cupcake into my face. The vanilla was excellent and the icing was perfect, so really, I didn’t have much to complain about other than my aching eyes.

“I don’t know what the people worried about stock prices will think,” he said in a conspiratorial whisper. He popped the collar on his polo and reminded me far too much of Hilton. “But, the people ordering from the dealerships think it’s a riot. We’ve got double the sales orders already today.”

I gaped. “You’re kidding!”

Clark shook his head. “Nope! I don’t suppose you could find someone to beat you up again next weekend?”

“With his personality, probably,” Hilton said, and that started the people nearby laughing all over again. Before I could dive into another cupcake, Jon handed them off to Clark and grabbed my elbow, dragging me to the side. I watched the boys attack the baked goods and start talking to Clark, which was perfect. Clark had a knack for getting interns to do the most mind-numbing work and thank him for it in the process.

Jon snapped his fingers in front of my face, and I whirled around, giving him my full attention.

“Your mother is in your office, and she looks ready to murder,” he said quietly, a small frown tugging at his lips.

“Fuck,” I mumbled.

Jon glanced at Ellis and Hilton. “Who are these kids?”

“New interns. If you need one, feel free.” I gestured at them.

Jon’s expression immediately smoothed out and became cheerful. “Can I have them both later? I have a lot of data entry that needs to be done.”

“Of course. I need them for a minute first, though.” I walked over and snagged Hilton by the arm, then Ellis.

Jon took the gloves from around my neck and slung them over his shoulder. “I don’t think that’s going to keep her from ripping you apart.” He eyed the boys up.

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