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Now, he’s hovering over me as I work. It’s as if he’s afraid I’ll forget to do things, so he hounds me.
“Why don’t I let you know when I’m done?” I offer him a sweet smile but really, I want him out of my hair.
He has the decency to look pleased. “Are you kicking me out?”
“I’ll write the report and then you can offer feedback.” He seems taken aback, like Katherine would’ve never dared tell him so, or maybe it’s me. Maybe he couldn’t see the backbone I had until now.
Neither could I.
He nods and looks back one last time as if he has a few choices of words at the tip of his tongue. Then he leaves and, finally, I work in peace.
I read the documents he sent to my email on my work laptop and make notes highlighting a few things. It takes me a while; some documents are so technical I have to read the paragraphs several times.
Eventually, I draft the report, hoping it’s good enough for Mr. Dreygon, because that’s who he is when I work. His personality takes on different colors.
A few hours later, I pick up Gia’s phone call as I finish the final touches to my report. I send it off to Damon.
“How’s your work trip going so far? You’re back home today?”
“Yeah, I’ll be home tonight. It’s good. The conference was inspiring. How’s Athena?”
“She’s in the yard making a snowman with James. You missed the snow we got last night. Enjoy LA.” She sighs. “I’m glad you went, Gemma.”
As soon as I hear a knock, I hang up with my sister and make my way to the door. Seeing Damon’s beautiful face does something to me. Seeing him there makes me feel alive.
It makes mehappy.
“Meet me at the café on the first floor in fifteen. We’ll review the report then head straight to the meeting. Bring your laptop.”
He’s one hundred percent professional, detached; he can’t even bother looking at me. Is it because I asked him to let me work in peace this morning?
Whatever we shared this weekend is gone. Now replaced by his typical businesslike demeanor.
But I can get behind this. Ihaveto.
I can’t keep thinking about him.
He walks away, and I close the door to get ready. I put on black pants with a white blouse and Gia’s burgundy heels. I coat my lashes with mascara and my lips with gloss, making sure I have everything I need before going downstairs.
When I meet Damon, he’s on his iPad, probably reading my report. I sit across from him, and the waitress comes to set down tea and water for me.
“I ordered for you.”
I simply stare at him without responding, but inside I miss the happiness I felt earlier as he stood at my hotel room door. Now, he’s looking at me like he wants a reaction out of me, and I won’t give him one.
So you’re a control freak who pushes people away?So, what? If anything, it might be to my benefit.
“Thanks.”
He keeps reading, and I sip on my tea until our food comes. He ordered bacon, crepes, and fruit, my stomach growling in appreciation.
He doesn’t even acknowledge me. I so badly want to ask him what on earth is his problem, but I hold back. I don’t want to lose my job, and I don’t know him enough to know what he’s capable of.
I check his email after breakfast and set off to make the revisions to the report. His comments are logical, brilliant suggestions that take a decent report to a top-notch one.
I admire his work ethic. I really do. I believe I can learn a lot from this man.
If only I could keep my feelings in check. Or my infatuation with him. He’s got a pretty face, though that doesn’t mean that his soul is beautiful.
