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Gianna
“I want you to do your absolute best as usual. Surpass mine and the client's imagination. Okay?”
I smile reassuringly. “I have never disappointed you, and I won't start now.”
My boss smiles, “I trust you.”
A knock on the door interrupts our discussion. “Please come in,” my boss answers.
The door opens, and a man dressed in a gray suit walks in.
“Perez?” I whisper in shock, seeing my former date. I gape at him, but he doesn't spare me a glance. His eyes fixed on my boss behind me. I watch as he walks in and stops beside me in front of the desk.
“Good morning, Andrew,” he says.
I hadn't even noticed that my boss was standing. They shake hands, smiling at each other.
“Morning, Perez. I'm happy you could make it.”
“This is a very important project to me. Of course, I wouldn't miss this meeting. I value my time.” My boss looks at me with raised eyebrows, as if asking me where my manners are. I quickly recover from the shock and stand up.
“Perez, this is Gianna. She's my best architect, and she will handle your project.”
Perez finally turns to me, smirking. He stretches his hand out for a handshake. “I'm pleased to meet you. I demanded the best, and I'm glad I’ve got you.”
“Thank you,” I finally get out, forming words. He's doing a good job pretending that we don't know each other. Because how am I supposed to explain to my boss that our new client is my blind date? A blind date I thankfully haven't heard from since that night.
“Can you proceed to the conference room? Perez has some things he wants to discuss about the property.”
“Okay.” I lead the way, feeling Perez following me closely behind.
I look back only to see my boss on his computer. “Are you not coming with us?”
His head snaps up. “He specifically requested a meeting with his architect. I still have some things to work on.”
I meet Perez's eyes, but his eyes are already on me, and he's smiling. I force a smile at him to be polite and walk out of the office.
Great! I'm going to be alone with him. This is going to be the height of awkwardness.
On getting to the conference room, he sits in front of me. His eyes never leave mine.
“I have a lot of crazy ideas I want to do for the property.” He breaks the awkward silence in the room.
“I will try my best to translate your ideas into a reality, Mr. Perez.”
“Call me Perez. After all, we aren't strangers.” He crosses his arms, smirking. “Let's stop the pretense. We are the only ones here.”
He leans forward, hands on the table, asking, “Weren't you bothered that I didn't keep in touch with you after that night?”
“Nope. You are under no obligation to keep in touch with me.” When I didn't hear from him, I had simply been relieved.
He raises an eyebrow, looking offended by my words. “I was busy trying to find out more about you, especially after you told me you were an architect. I made sure to find your company because I wanted no one else.”
So, he knew. “I don't know what to say,” I confess.
“I'm not here to make you uncomfortable. I'm just here because I trust you.”
I feel a sense of pride and smile, “Thanks for choosing my workplace. I'm sure someone like you has other options.”
