“So…do you want to block your calendar for tomorrow, or should I?”Edi asked.
“You block tomorrow, and I’ll add something for today.”
The next morning,I walked into work with a garment bag draped over one arm and the shoe bag on the other.Bomir was coming from the cafe with takeout and saw me.He hurried forward to switch what we were carrying.
“Thanks,” I said.
“Anytime.I can’t wait to see what you're going to wear.”We stepped into the elevator.“I’ve been dying to get something by this designer.”
He indicated the garment bag and its logo.
“You’re not the only one,” I said.I still couldn’t believe that I’d booked a custom piece yesterday just to buy a premade dress that fit like it’d been made for me.What was I going to do with two formal dresses?Probably fall asleep with them in my arms every night for a month straight.
Over half the staff on our floor were already at their desks, proving I was running a little later than usual.Konni was a great boss, though, and never said anything about late arrivals.Edi said it was part of what made their after-hours work tolerable—morning flexibility when we needed it.
Unfortunately, not all of upper management felt that way.
When we rounded the corner to Konni’s office suite, Lianna was leaving.
“Running a little late, Ms.Elmantas?”
“My time is Mr.Steele’s,” I said, holding up the breakfast bag.“He can use me however he wants.”
Instead of looking annoyed, she smiled.“Don’t undervalue yourself, Ms.Elmantas.The right man will give you more than a breakfast sandwich for your time.”
She walked away before I could drop everyone’s breakfast and throat punch her.
She’s a dragon.She’ll kick your ass, Soph.Don’t even think about it.
“You all right?”Bomir asked, watching me with concern.
“Perfectly fine.”I flashed him a “reassuring” smile that probably still held an edge of murder since he didn’t look convinced.
Marching over to our workstation, I set breakfast down, took my things from Bomir, and walked into Konni’s office.
He looked up from his computer as I entered, and his welcoming smile fell as he watched me.
“Why are you angry?”
I didn’t answer.Instead, I went to open the panel that hid his private bedroom, intent on hanging up the dress I’d brought in for the reception.
Konni entered and closed the door behind us.
“Now will you tell me?”
I huffed out an annoyed breath.Not at him.At me.
“I lost a verbal showdown.Who I lost to is worse than losing, and it just annoyed me.”
“Would you like me to coax you into a better mood?”
I paused, unzipping the garment bag as the methods he might use ran through my head.
“Actually, I think I would,” I said, facing him.
His already hungry gaze toppled over into dangerous dragon mode.They glittered with a golden light of their own as his pupils elongated.
When he reached for me, I side-stepped.
