Page 120 of Love In Hiding

Braylon smirked and pulled out a chair. “We’ve been saying that for months.”

“Months?” Noelle said, her voice low, her face bright red.

“Yes,” he said. “I think that at times people need to reevaluate their careers and find what works best for them. It might be time for you to look at that, Noelle, don’t you agree?”

“I guess so.”

She put her head down and sat. “I’ll gladly sit down and go over a few areas of improvement,” he said. “If you’re willing. Otherwise, we can just form a plan of action to move forward for what is best for this company as well as yourself.”

The rest of the staff came in, the meeting went for an hour and Braylon stayed in with Spencer when it ended.

“That calm response to Noelle actually made me want to scratch my skin. I’m not sure how you do that.”

“Years of practice,” he said. “I’ll be meeting with her by the end of the week. That’s my final warning to her and will be documented.”

Braylon nodded. No more conversation needed to be done. He knew how to do his job. “It must drive London insane when you talk like that.”

He laughed. “She’s got my number. Or I’ve got hers.”

“It’s usually the way it works,” Braylon said.

He got up and walked out with his boss, then left the office with a bag in his hand and went to see London.

“Hi, Molly. Is London available?”

“She’s in her office,” Molly said.

He moved past the assistant and down the hall, turned the corner and saw the woman he loved waiting for his entrance.

“What do I owe this surprise to?”

“A couple of things. I wanted you to know that I just defendedyou.”

“You did?” she asked, her shoulders wiggling some. “To who? Oh never mind. I’m sure it’s Noelle.”

“It was.” He explained what the conversation was about, then Braylon coming in. “You’ll be happy to know Braylon said it annoyed him how professionally I handled it. It’s not just you.”

“Thank God for that,” she said. “But I’m used to you now.”

“That’s what I said. I guess we both have to figure it out in our own ways. What works for us, professionally and personally.”

“We are both getting there. I’m learning to watch my words a little more carefully during the workweek. You have to admit it, right?”

“You have gotten better, but I’m not so sure you were horrible before. I realize now that you just wanted it so fiercely and when you do, sometimes your emotions get the best of you. Like a dog laying its scent down.”

“Spencer! That’s nasty.” She was roaring with laughter. “But so true.”

“See. I know you well.”

“You do. Not many can say that.”

“Or can survive it.”

“Look at you cracking jokes. I feel as if once you expressed your love for me, your professional wall is cracking and the personality I fell in love with is seeping out for others to see.”

“It won’t bother you if that happens?”

“Nope. I like you that way. I like you all ways. I guess each way has a reason and works best for us,” she said, her smile bright.