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25 Miranda
GINA’S FACE LIT up as I walked into the LA Premier office. Our new secretary was the most chipper, chatty person I’d ever met. After her first week, I regretted hiring her. It wasn’t that she wasn’t a nice girl, a friendly girl, or had a poor work ethic. I was the problem.
Gina didn’t fit my work personality, which was focused and task-oriented. Chatting it up or hearing her gab on the phone gnawed on my nerves, but Lily and Tate wouldn’t give me their blessing for Paris until I hired someone to handle the phones and greet clients.
I hoped I’d get used to Gina and groom her into being a better fit for LA Premierandme.
“Good afternoon, Ms. Bradford! I have four messages for you, the mail is on your desk, Lily wants to speak to you, and flowers arrived an hour ago… fromWill.” She sucked in a breath, cheeks flushing. She was totally crushing on my boyfriend.
Last week when Gina had met Will for the first time, she gaped, face red and speechless. I half expected her to go into cardiac arrest. Of course, Will was as charming as ever. We’d laughed in bed that night about the incident.
But now, when his name was mentioned, Gina blushed. Lord, the girl probably had dreams about him.
“Thank you, Gina.” I took the messages from her and continued back to my office. She truly was a sweet girl. And pretty. Long copper hair, cute freckles, and light hazel eyes. She was a senior in high school, and the world was her oyster.
I pulled the card from the spring arrangement.Thank you for saying yes to Paris. Yours, Will
“It’s sickening, you know.” Lily walked up beside me.
“What’s sickening?” I went around my desk and sat down, grinning like a fool.
“That you landed a billionaire boyfriend.”
“Jealous much?”
“Hell yeah! I want a billionaire boyfriend. I want flowers for no particular reason, and I want to go to Paris.” She plopped into the chair in front of my desk, pouting.
I steepled my hands against my lips and patiently waited for her to continue. She had a look that said:Don’t interrupt me; I’m on a roll.
“Simone thinks Will’s going to propose in Paris.”
I leaned forward, splaying my hands on the desk. Now I was the one at a loss for words.
“Yup, that’s what she predicts. Sickening, isn’t it?” Lily crossed her arms over her chest. “It’ll probably be by the Eiffel Tower with a videographer in tow to capture the romantic moment. After you say yes, fireworks will fill the air, your name written in the sky, and the whole city will celebrate your good fortune.”
“Lily—”
She raised her hand, silencing me. “You’ll return with a massive rock on your finger that will give you arthritis, but you won’t care. I mean, who would complain about a diamond the size of a grape? You’ll turn into a crazy woman planning your wedding. It’ll be the social event of the year… the century.” She let out a melancholy sigh.
I fell back into my chair, processing everything Lily spouted off. A giddy feeling tickled my heart. “Do you really think he’ll propose?”
“Are you seriously asking me that?”
I nodded.
“Yeah, I think he will. You even said you’d know if Will was the one after three to four months. It’s been five months. Do you know if he’s the one?”
“Without a doubt.”
“Then I’m sure he’s come to the same conclusion. He’s meeting your parents this weekend, right?”
“Oh my God, this is huge! Do you think he’ll ask for my parents’ blessing? I mean, he’s kind of into traditions and etiquette.” I fanned myself, rocking in my chair. I wouldn’t put it past Will to propose, but we hadn’t even talked about marriage. Maybe he’d been talking to his mom or sister. “Did Simone say anything else?”
“No, but then she sounded sick last night on the phone. She keeps coming down with a bug. Since the spa, she’s been ill with a twenty-four-hour bug three times.”
“Huh, that is weird. Flu symptoms?”
“I think it’s food poisoning. It seems to happen when she goes out. We were supposed to meet for dinner tonight, but she canceled because she’s sick again.” The disappointment in Lily’s voice took me by surprise. Her and Simone had grown closer. I was glad she had a friend, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me a little sad too. Between work and Will, I didn’t have much time for anything or anyone else.
