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I shake my head. “Joshua, stop it. Why would you want to know that?”
“Just do it,” he snaps.
My phone beeps a text. Natasha.
Wardrobe emergency!!
The king has told me to pack for polo
What the hell does one wear to polo?
I don’t have a spotted brown dress
I smile broadly. She’s referring to Pretty Woman. Joshua’s love is slowly turning into the sister that I never had. I love this girl. I quickly shoot back a text.
Call you later
X
The buzzer sounds as I throw my phone back onto the desk. “Mr Murphy.”
“Yes,” I reply.
“Your eleven o’clock appointment is here,” Brittany replies.
I frown and open my diary screen on my monitor. I didn’t know I had an appointment this morning. “What’s the name?” I ask.
“Nicholas Anastas sir.”
My stomach drops, shit. I sit back in my chair and shake my head as my eyes flick to Joshua. He smirks.
I blow out a deep breath. “Send him in,” I reply flatly.
“I’m going,” Joshua smiles as he raises his eyebrows.
“Sit down. You’re not going anywhere,” I snap. “I’m marching him immediately.”
“Why don’t you take some of your own advice?” Joshua snaps.
“Like what?” I ask.
“About taking people for granted,” he replies.
A knock sounds at the door.
“Shut up, Stanton,” I murmur.
He smirks and walks over and opens the door“Here you are, sir,” Brittany smiles as she opens the door for Nicholas.
“Thank you, Brittany,” Joshua smiles, suddenly all perky. “Nicholas,” he says in a rowdy voice. “Great to see you.” He shakes his hand and holds his arm out in a welcoming gesture. “Come in, come in.”
Nicholas turns and his eyes meet mine, and there he stands, six foot two of Greek God perfection. The instant physical attraction I have to this man overwhelms me—it’s so damn inconvenient. He is wearing a navy three-piece suit, his dark wavy hair tucks behind his ear, and he is immaculate from head to toe.
I drop my head to hide my distress as my heart races out of control. Why does he affect me like this?
“Hello Adrian.” His eyes search mine. This is the first time I have seen him since that dreaded morning when he said goodbye.
I regain my manners and stand to greet him and shake his hand. “Hello Nicholas.”
