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“It was that or the alternative, giving her passion to someone else to control.”
Wyatt shakes his head, his brow still raised as if it’s stuck there now. “Well okay, so … now I see why your mind is occupied.” He aims for another piece of sushi but stops before picking it up. “Wait, you're screwing someone here?” he questions. “Like you’re sleeping with the head of a department and because of that, you’re forming a company for her to protect her from the obviously correct business decision?”
My stomach drops as I nod. “More or less.”
“How long have you been with her? It’s got to be serious.”
“Less than a month, but yes. I’m serious when it comes to her.”
If I thought his brow couldn’t raise any higher, I thought wrong. It’s quiet a moment, and the weight of my decision settles against my chest, uncomfortable and heavy.
“So, you’re telling me,” Wyatt pipes up, chopsticks once again aimed at me, “all I have to do to get you to sign these papers is sleep with you?”
The laughter is unexpected and if there was anything on my desk, I’d toss it at him. It’s the first time I’ve smiled all day. “You’re an ass, you know that?”
“I’m an ass who’s happy you’re in love,” he comments and everything stops. “Men in love do stupid things but, if she’s worth it, she’s worth it.”
“She’s worth it,” I tell him quickly. Ignoring the cold sweat that slips down the back of my neck at the thought of being in love with her.
“Good, maybe marry her or something. In case the company takes off.”
“Marriage is not a business deal.”
Wyatt shrugs. “It could be.”
The knock at my office door is discreet and Andrea reveals herself. “Mr. Bradford, I just wanted to let you know the next meeting is seating now.”
“Thank you, Andrea.”
“All right, I’ll get going then.” Wyatt stands to leave. He takes in a deep breath and pushes the contract my way. “While you’re a little puppy dog in love, could you take a look at that and sign it, please?”
Picking up the contract, I tell him, “You got it.” I decide then and there that I’ll sign it tonight.
Andrea watches our exchange from the threshold of the door.
“Give me five, and then can you scan this in for me?”
“Of course,” she says warily and I look up at her.
“Everything all right?”
“Just checking on you. I know things are a bit tense at the moment.”
“It’s nothing I haven’t dealt with before.”
She stares back, her glasses slipping slightly from the bridge of her nose and her brow rises just as Wyatt’s did. “Is there something else? Something you want to say?”
She shakes her head softly, the corners of her lips turning down. “No, sir.”
“You can tell me,” I say. “If there’s something on your mind, speak freely.”
“If Ms. Parks asks to meet with you, would you like me to let her up still?”
“Of course,” I’m quick to answer.
“Good, good.” Relief colors her face.
“Why would you ask?”
