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He pushed back from his desk and strode to her office, knocked once, then turned the knob.
She was standing near the window, still on her cell. As she looked at him, her face paled. “I’ll need to call you back later. My boss just walked in.”
An unspoken word hung between them:Uninvited.
“I’ll be sure to let you know. And merry Christmas.” After ending the conversation, she crossed to the desk and slid the device onto the top, face down.
Interesting.
He didn’t have a right to ask who she’d been talking to. But that didn’t slow him down. “Everything okay?”
She gave him a fake, sunny smile. “Fine.”
Her cheeks turned red, and her expression faltered. Her response was a lie, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it.
But she offered no further explanation. “Did you need something?”
To spank her until she became the yielding woman who’d given him everything for two days. “Dinner.” Anything to spend time together.
Kaylee shook her head. “I was planning to bake tonight. I’m in charge of bringing desserts to Christmas dinner. And I didn’t have the time I expected over the weekend to finish up my shopping. I still need a gift for my mother.”
“You were anticipating working tomorrow,” he reminded her.
Her chin remained jutted.
“I ordered my grandmother a spa package at the Maison Sterling.”
Interest flickered in her eyes.
“Since I need to pick up the gift certificate, I thought you might want to go with me. And I understand the entire place is decorated for the holidays.” The hotel was renowned for its seasonal displays. Though that kind of thing didn’t normally appeal to him, he was willing to bet she would enjoy it. “A festive cocktail, a bite to eat. And an enjoyable hour.” Or two. “What do you say?”
“They have shops, right?”
Her eyebrows were furrowed, which meant she was considering the offer. Now all he had to do was lead her deeper into temptation. “Several. I’m sure you’ll find something for your mother.”
When she hesitated, he added, “Jennings is waiting.”
“I need to clean up my desk. If you want to go on ahead, I’ll meet you there.”
No chance. With her remoteness—maybe even skittishness—he wouldn’t put it past her to change her mind. “Fifteen minutes work for you?”
As if he’d won a great battle, she sighed.
Victorious, he returned to his office and saw another three missed calls from Brigette and two more voicemails.
Who knew a satellite connection from the middle of a warm ocean was so good?
After clearing the notifications and responding to a few emails regarding his management business, Frost hooked his blazer with his finger and returned to the anteroom where Kaylee was once again righting the star on top of the sad-looking Christmas tree.
How many years had she done that for? And would she continue under a new executive the next holiday season?
When she was finished, she picked up the box of cupcakes, then followed him into the hallway. He turned right while she went left.
Simultaneously they stopped and faced each other.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“The private elevator.”
