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“I don’t know. Depending on how this trip goes I might look at taking you with me to more of these things in the future.”
“Really?” My face lights up with excitement.
“Really.” He nods. “Did you have any questions about the itinerary?”
“I don’t think so, though I’ve only skimmed it. I was going to go through it more thoroughly later.”
“Be sure that you do.”
“Was that all you needed?” I ask when he continues to linger. “Or are you avoiding someone?” I arch a brow. It’s not uncommon for John to sneak into my office every now and again to avoid having to deal with Janice.
She’s a hell of a tech whiz, and basically keeps this place running all by herself, but she tends to be quite needy. John’s too polite to tell her to go away so instead he finds places to hide out.
“She’s been on my ass today about upgrading the servers. I keep telling her I’m waiting until the next roll out but she’s determined to get her way now.”
“Just be firm with her. Tell her no.”
He gives me a knowing look. “When have you ever known Janice to take no for an answer.”
“Remind me again, who owns this company?” I ask, leaning back in my chair.
“Yeah, yeah.” He turns, peering through the glass walls of my office into the hallway. “I think the coast is clear. I’m going to try to run out and grab some lunch while I can.” He spins on his heel and heads for the door. “Thanks for letting me hide out,” he calls over his shoulder, pausing at the door to look both ways.
“Anytime.” I giggle, watching him take off speed walking down the hallway moments later.
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“Ugh. I feel like shit.” Henna drops her purse on the chair before kicking off her shoes. “Today has been the worst.”
“Rough day I take it.”
“Just one of those days where nothing seems to go right.”
“I know those days.”
“I say we order pizza, crack open one of those bottles of wine on top of the fridge, and binge watch Outlander. I’m still like six episodes behind.”
“Wish I could but I have plans tonight,” I tell her, drawing her attention to my pale, yellow sundress that I partnered with floral white sandals.
“Plans with who?” She narrows her gaze at me.
“Just a friend from work.”
“A friend from work? Which friend?”
“You don’t know him.”
“Oh, so it’s ahim.” A slow smile turns up the corners of her mouth.
“It’s not like that.” I lock my iPad and lean forward, setting it on the coffee table in front of me.
“You say that and yet that cute little outfit you have on says otherwise.”
“It’s just a sundress.”
“Just a sundress.” She snorts. “Your other friends might buy that line but you forget who you’re talking to.”
“Honestly, Henna, it’s just dinner with a workfriend.” I put an emphasis on the word friend. “Speaking of which, I should probably get going.” I stand, smoothing the front of my dress.
