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Looking back at her, I lean back in my chair and cross my legs. “He made me the Boss because I’m the most experienced. We both know you’re jealous about that and I suggest you tone down the accusations of what our Boss is or isn’t doing before he gets wind of it and gets pissed off.”
Her eyes narrow and she turns and storms out, her heels smacking on the floor with the same fury as when she arrived.
A smile creeps onto my face and lingers when I see Claire heading to my office.
She steps in, her long, red hair in loose curls. She looks adorable in her brown sweater and pink skirt.
“You know I love it when I see Rachel leave your office looking like she wants to slug you, right?”
“I do. I wouldn’t be surprised if some day she does.”
Closing the door, Claire sits in one of the chairs at the table.
I point to her and move my finger up and down in the air. “I love your outfit.”
“Thank you!” She swings her leg over the other and bounces her shoe. My eyes go right to it.
“You got new shoes this weekend!”
“Yes, super cute, aren’t they?”
“Yes!”
“Shawn took me shopping. Got two other pairs I can’t wait to show you. How was your weekend?”
My mouth twists. “Quiet. I got a lot of reading done.”
“You didn’t see Grayson at all?”
“We spent Friday together and I know he planned to spend the weekend with me, but then he got the call to go to New York. He left Saturday morning and I haven’t heard from him since.”
“He must be busy.”
“I’m sure he is.”
Her head slants as she studies me. “You seem off. What’s wrong?”
I let out a breath. “This whole thing with Grayson. I don’t know where it’s headed. I don’t know how he feels or what he wants.”
“Em, don’t start. You’re over-analyzing again.”
“Ugh! I know! That’s what Megan said too. She told me to make a choice; either enjoy the ride and don’t worry about a label of what we are or go all in emotionally and be prepared that it could end in heartbreak or something incredible.”
“What choice have you made?”
“Ha! You expected me to make one? I’m gonna go with option C.”
Laugh lines form in the corner of her eyes as she giggles. “What’s option C?”
I shrug. “I’m not sure yet.”
Her laughter brings a smile to my face. The ringing phone cuts through our conversation. It’s another client who has a question about something I sent her in the manuscript. Claire quietly excuses herself and I wave goodbye.
Grayson
One flight, a layover in Atlanta, a second flight, and I’m now settled into the Hilton where Schmidt and Costello booked rooms for all of us branch agents. I only know one other agent, Michael Steele, and his text is awaiting my response about drinks at a nearby bar. I shoot a text back.
I’m game as long as the bar serves food.
