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She shrugs. “Just telling you the truth. Anyway, don’t worry about that phone call. It’s time for phase two.”
“Phase two?”
“Yup. You need to go to his office.”
I shake my head emphatically. “I barely got up the courage to call him. How do you expect me to show up at his workplace?”
“He did it to you without any issues, so why not?”
“Because he came here for a coffee. I wouldn’t have the same excuse.”
Harper purses her lips. “You’re doing this. It’s either that or embrace your stalker. What’s it going to be?”
“I think I hate you.”
“Of course you do.” She gives me an air kiss. “In order to make sure you don’t turn into a pussy and bail on the plan, I’m going to cover the extended part of your shift. That should guilt you into doing this.”
I throw up my hands. “I don’t think I hate you. I actually do.”
“Right back at you. Now go, before he leaves for the day. Alex should be here soon to start his shift, so I won’t be alone for long. Off you go.”
“Fine.”
“You can thank me later.”
* * *
I stareup at the building, wondering how in the hell I’m going to march inside and convince Hayden to help me. Assuming his secretary lets me speak to him.
Surprisingly, the walk here was quick. His office is very close to the Sugar Cube, which explains why he was there a few times last week. Reasons that had nothing to do with me, I’m sure.
Taking a deep breath, I pull on the glass door and step into the foyer. The main lobby is large and open with a high ceiling and marble floors. Along one wall is a reception desk staffed by a handful of secretaries directing calls and helping visitors. Beyond that are hallways leading to conference rooms and numerous offices, Hayden’s among them.
I make my way over to the front desk and approach a woman with jet-black hair and horn-rimmed glasses. Her entire focus locks on me. She sweeps her gaze over me from head to toe before dismissing me.
“How can I assist you?”
“Hello,” I say, pasting a smile on my face. “I’d like to speak to Mr. Bennett please.”
“What’s your name please?”
“Calist—No, Callie.”
Her brows lift. “Do you have a last name,Callie?”
“Green.”
“One second.”
“Thank you.”
I fold my arms, creating a barrier between me and this woman. I’d rather hug a cactus than her, she’s that prickly.
“Hello, Mr. Bennett,” she says into the receiver. “I’m sorry to interrupt you, but there’s a Callie Green here to see you.” She frowns. “Yes, sir. No, sir. I understand.”
After she hangs up the phone, the woman peers up at me as though I’m a freak. Or a unicorn. I hold her gaze, unsure what brought on this change in attitude from her. Whatever Hayden expressed during their exchange must’ve been interesting.
He appears a moment later and all of my thoughts concerning the secretary vanish. He’s dressed in another expensive suit, tailored to fit nicely against every swell of muscle in the expanse of his chest. His black leather shoes are polished to a shine, and a burgundy tie adds a splash of color against his crisp, white shirt.
