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“You were there?”
“Yeah, I was helping him pick a good assistant,” Adrien says.
“No, Goldie is out for a dentist appointment, and he was bored, so he crashed my interviews,” I tell Theo.
He snorts as he starts to shuffle some papers on his desk.
“But I do like her, and I was hoping for some legal advice before I try to woo her,” I admit.
“Woo her?” Theo asks with a disgusted look on his face. “Yeah, I think you’ll be safe from any legal trouble if you go around talking like that.”
Adrien snorts, and I feel my face heat with embarrassment. We met in college and became fast friends. When we graduated, we moved to Los Angeles and eventually were all able to start up our businesses in the same building. Now, we can pop in on each other whenever we want. We also have a standing dinner every Thursday night.
Out of the three of us, I’m the worst with the ladies. I’m the dorky nerd, whereas Adrien is tall, dark, and handsome. He’s so charming, and that’s part of what makes him so great at his job in advertising.
Theo is the bad boy, the grumpy loner who is mysterious. Women see him and want to fix him, make him smile, and bring him out of his shell. I doubt that will ever happen, and if it does, then I know that it will have been Clara who did it. She’s the beauty to his beast, but he would never admit to being into her. Instead, they snap back and forth at each other, trading barbs and jabs constantly.
“When does she start?” Theo asks me.
“Tomorrow,” I tell him.
“That’s not enough time to draw up paperwork or to give you tips on how to get a girl,” he says.
“Dude… You’re so screwed,” Adrien adds, and I sigh.
“Yeah, I know,” I sigh as I lean back in my chair. “I know.”
I scrub my hands down my face, and as I close my eyes, I see her purple eyes in my mind.
I’ve never been surer that she is meant to be mine. I’m just not sure how to make that a reality.
Guess I better figure it out.
And fast.
THREE
Pia
Showing up to York Technology the next morning is nerve-wracking. I keep expecting someone to point at me and shout, “Hey! Who are you? You don’t belong here!”
And they would be right.
Even as I step onto the elevator and start the ride up to York Technology’s floor, my heart is racing. Although, that could be because I’m anxious to see my new boss again.
Levi York is quite the visionary. At least, that’s what several articles online said of him. He’s worth billions, is a literal genius, and has been on every eligible bachelor list since he started this company just four years ago. In short, he’s incredible.
And incredibly good-looking.
The doors open on my floor, and I swallow hard as I step out with a few other people. They head back to their workstations, talking amongst themselves, and I stop near the front desk, wondering what I should do and where I should go now.
“Nichole,” Levi says, smiling as he comes out to greet me.
Nichole? Shit, how am I going to fix this?
“Good morning,” I say, pasting a smile on my face even as my stomach churns with anxiety.
“Morning. How was your commute?” He asks with a soft smile.
