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I haven’t spent the last forty-eight hours falling head-over-heels for freaking Buzzy Digital Marketing, after all.
Shoot.
I am…
I’m not just starting to like Hazel Thorpe and wondering where it will lead…
I’m falling for her in a dangerous way.
“Whatever it is, I think we should talk about it,” I say. “I’ve known Devina’s on her way out, moving on or whatever. It’s been hanging over all of us Sales Leads’ heads for a while. Or at least, most of us. I figured you or me would be up for the promotion.”
She bites her lip.
I forge ahead. “I’m guessing that if Fabian reached out to you, he’s leaning toward picking you. Is that what it was about?”
She stares down at her pie and nods. I can tell she’s torn about how to feel.
Heck, I’d be in the same spot if this was happening to me.
I’d feel happy to be ‘the chosen one,’ and at the same time, I’d worry about Hazel.
That’s a side effect of being on this roller coaster of connection and bonding for two days.
When you start to get to know someone and care about them, you want the best for them.
Her golden-brown eyes find mine. “He says he wants to have a virtual meeting about it once I’m back from Hawaii.”
“Wow.”
“It’s not like it’s a done deal or anything. He just said he thinks I’d be a good fit, and we should talk.”
“What’d you say?”
“I haven’t responded yet. I will tomorrow morning… I’ll probably say thank you and that I’m looking forward to the meeting.”
“Sounds like a good, diplomatic answer. That way, you’re not promising anything, but it shows interest. You might even have some negotiating power if he wants you in the position enough. In that case, it’d be better not to seem too eager.”
“Are you disappointed? I hate to be the bearer of bad news. You sounded excited about the raise, and I think you’d be good at the job, too. Maybe even better than me. You’re better at ‘peopling’ than I am.”
“You’ll get there.”
“No, I won’t. I’ll find ways to work around it, but there’s no way I’ll ever be as socially at ease as you. That’s not how I’m built.”
“Then you’ll do the work your own way and knock it out of the park.”
“You’re taking this really well.” She narrows her eyes at me as if waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I ditch my plate to lower the back of the chaise lounge.
I want to stretch out. I want to look at her, and then at the stars, and then back at her.
I stretch my arms over my head, then roll to my side. When I crook my elbow and prop my head in my hand, I have a spectacular view.
Hazel takes another dainty bite of pie, then licks her lower lip. Stars twinkle behind her. The lit-up pool looks otherworldly, like it belongs in a fairytale, and might spit out a magical frog at any moment.
Or a princess.
I might just be looking at the latter. Hazel seems positively regal as she tilts her head to look at me.
