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Lincoln
Iprided myself on my sleek professionalism, but I was having a hard time keeping my head on straight with Mylee at my side the following day in the offices.
“Are you sure you don’t want to take another day to rest up?” I whispered, my hand inadvertently falling toward her ass as we climbed out of the SUV and headed into the Silverpiece offices.
She blushed and swatted me away, shaking her head, her perfect ponytail slapping her in the mouth as she moved.
“No,” she insisted, placing my hand at my side. “And you need to stop that before someone sees. I’m trying to shake the reputation on social media.”
“I know,” I sighed, sticking my hand in the pockets of my pants to keep from touching her inappropriately again. “I wouldn’t want you to file an HR complaint against me.”
Mylee rolled her eyes and swatted at me again, leading the way toward the glass doors as the security team followed behind. She glanced over her shoulder at them and exhaled again.
“This is going to be a problem, Linc,” she murmured. “I’m never going to blend in here with those guys on my ass.”
“It’ll be fine,” I promised her. “You’ll look extra important.”
She parted her rosebud mouth to argue, but I stopped, holding up a hand. “If you want to work here and not be locked up in the penthouse, you need the security team. I’ll see what I can do about making them a little less obvious, but they stay. It’s non-negotiable. Your safety is not up for debate.”
Her face softened, and she nodded. “I kind of want to kiss you right now,” she admitted, and I grinned.
“That would definitely make you stand out,” I teased, holding the door open for her. “And then I’ll have to complain to HR about you.”
She ducked in under my arm, accenting the difference in our heights, and I was again overwhelmed with the urge to touch her.
It was going to be difficult working next to her. I was already hard, and we hadn’t even started working.
In the lobby, I nodded at Amon and Carolyn before showing Mylee toward the bank of elevators.
“You understand, of course, that these are only some of several offices that we hold nationwide. There are also offices in London, New York, Tokyo, Hong Kong…” I paused and thought. “And a bunch of other locations that I can’t think of at the moment, but you’ll learn them as you settle in.”
Mylee’s eyes widened, the elevator shooting straight up to the twenty-ninth floor. “But you spend most of your time in Chicago?” she guessed.
“Oh, no,” I laughed, shaking my head. “There’s no ‘most of the time.’ We go where we’re needed. Sometimes, like now, we spend months in one place. The Celestial Vista Towers project is slacking the most here, which is why we’re most focused in Chicago at the moment, but I have been back and forth to LA and New York just as much on the assignment.”
Mylee tensed and looked at me. “I wasn’t aware of that.”
“Paxton said he informed you of our situation when you first arrived.”
“Well… yes… but I thought…” she trailed off and shook her head.
“What is it?”
“I’m just wondering what you’re going to do when the Celestial Vista project is concluded.”
“If it’s ever concluded,” I groaned, rolling my eyes.
Mylee pursed her lips. “What’s the problem, exactly?”
“Capacity. We need to fill them. They’re only two hundred and forty-three luxury units, and most were sold before we got started, but the real estate company we used went defunct after absconding with a huge chunk of the money. It’s a big legal fiasco. So we had to go back to the drawing board and find another way to sell these units. Chicago is proving to be the worst to unload.”
“What happens if you don’t sell them?”
I grimaced as the doors opened. “I don’t want to think about that,” I replied grimly. “Let’s just say that the shareholders won’t appreciate the losses, and we’ll have vacant condos being taxed at a higher rate because of their vacancies. This way.”
The elevator door opened. I waved her across the executive floor, and Mylee followed, her astute dark eyes taking in the surroundings with a different approach than she had the first time she had come through.
“Are those Kai’s and Paxton’s offices?” she asked, pointing at the adjacent rooms to mine. I remembered she had only ever been in the offices once, the day she’d come in for her “interview.”
