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“When does she start?” Theo asks me.
“Tomorrow,” I tell him.
“That’s not enough time to draw up paperwork or to give you tips on how to get a girl,” he says.
“Dude… You’re so screwed,” Adrien adds, and I sigh.
“Yeah, I know,” I sigh as I lean back in my chair. “I know.”
I scrub my hands down my face, and as I close my eyes, I see her purple eyes in my mind.
I’ve never been surer that she is meant to be mine. I’m just not sure how to make that a reality.
Guess I better figure it out.
And fast.
THREE
Pia
Showingup to York Technology the next morning is nerve-wracking. I keep expecting someone to point at me and shout, “Hey! Who are you? You don’t belong here!”
And they would be right.
Even as I step onto the elevator and start the ride up to York Technology’s floor, my heart is racing. Although, that could be because I’m anxious to see my new boss again.
Levi York is quite the visionary. At least, that’s what several articles online said of him. He’s worth billions, is a literal genius, and has been on every eligible bachelor list since he started this company just four years ago. In short, he’s incredible.
And incredibly good-looking.
The doors open on my floor, and I swallow hard as I step out with a few other people. They head back to their workstations, talking amongst themselves, and I stop near the front desk, wondering what I should do and where I should go now.
“Nichole,” Levi says, smiling as he comes out to greet me.
Nichole? Shit, how am I going to fix this?
“Good morning,” I say, pasting a smile on my face even as my stomach churns with anxiety.
“Morning. How was your commute?” He asks with a soft smile.
Terrible. The bus broke down, and I had to run eight blocks to catch the next one.
“Good,” I lie.
“I thought I would show you around this morning, and then we can go over some paperwork and all of that,” he says.
“Sounds good.”
He’s wearing a dark brown suit and a crisp white shirt. The whole outfit probably cost more than I made in the last six months. I look cheap in comparison in my thrifted black pumps and old purple dress. The material stretches over my curvy frame, and I know I need to lose a few pounds if I have any hope of wearing my old wardrobe around here.
Maybe I should spend some money on some new clothes. Try to fit in a little better around here.
I hate to do it though. Every penny needs to be saved for Lila’s surgery.
“So, this is reception, then over on this side of the floor is research and development. We’re split up into four teams.”
He motions to the four sections, and I nod, trailing after him as we head further back on the floor.
