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That’s more like it.
The elevator door dings and I step in, happy at having dealt with that situation in a satisfying manner. Then it dawns on me. What the hell? Noelle? My date? What happened to keeping a distance? I rub my forehead and sigh.
Will Noelle even agree to be my date if I ask her? Three weeks ago, I rescued her from a bad date. Returning a favor won’t be so much of a big deal, will it?
Chapter Nine
Noelle
Coffee.Ineedsomecoffee.
All morning, I’ve been on my laptop. The preparations for the PR event are climbing to a peak, and a party frenzy has taken over the office. It’s all that’s on everyone’s lips.
All these weeks, I’ve managed to keep my relationship with Maverick professional. He’s my boss and I’m his temporary assistant. It can’t get any better than that. Right?
I groan. Who am I kidding? My skin still heats up and tingles anytime I’m around him. But he doesn’t show any signs of reacting, and I’ll be damned if I do anything. Things are perfect this way.
I blink and stretch, before shutting my laptop and heading for the employee’s lounge. I step out of my office, stopping for a moment to take in all the buzz.
“Busy, aren’t we?”
That familiar voice makes my skin crawl. I turn to face the speaker.
You just can’t catch a break, can you, Chris?
“There’s a lot of work to do, Mr. Burnham.”
His lips curve as he gazes at me with avid, dark-brown eyes.
“Now, now. You shouldn’t overwork yourself. Take some time off once in a while. You know you need it.”
I clench my jaw as my lips purse. “I don’t think I have that much free time.”
He shrugs. “You do. But I guess it’s your hard work and industry that makes you one of the best employees. Speaking of hard work, how is the planning coming along?”
“Just well. We’re making progress.”
He grins. “Having the party is a really good idea, isn’t it? That reminds me. Do you have a date for the event?”
I roll my eyes inwardly. Not like I can let him see it, but I wish I could. There the bullshit goes. For a moment I wondered when he’d spout it.
“Can I get back to you, sir? I need to attend to an urgent matter.”
“Go ahead. Sorry for holding you up. Remember, you can always come to me if you need some free time.”
No, thanks.
“Thank you, Mr. Burnham.”
He saunters back to his office and I wrinkle my nose. Our little tête-à-tête did nothing but leave an unpleasant taste in my mouth. Some coffee should help.
I stride to the lounge, where I fetch myself a cup and prepare some coffee in the mixer. A few employees are seated, either drinking some coffee and stretching their legs or having a conversation. Most likely about the party.
I pour the steaming coffee into my cup. I’ve only taken a sip when Sara comes marching toward me. She’s part of the committee – does she need a file or something?
“There you are. I’ve been looking around for you.”
“Why? Do you need something, Miss Carter?”
