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Oh my God. What?“He said that?”
“He did.” Alistair took a bite of his sandwich. “He can be a right arse sometimes, but he’s never done anything like that before.”
I shook my head. “No, there’s nothing going on between us romantically. He’s a…friend of the family, though.” I guessed the lying phase of my time here had begun.
“Ah, okay. That makes more sense, then. I couldn’t imagine him being so protective of you for no reason.”
“I suppose. But he doesn’t have a right to dictate who I can talk to at work.”
“Well, I won’t tell him about this lunch, if you won’t.” Alistair winked and took another bite of his sandwich.
“He’s in a meeting now, so you should be good.”
“Oh, I know. I heard Maxine when she came to remind him. He doesn’t normally come to this side of the office at all. It was a bit jarring to see him this morning, let alone be reprimanded for merely existing.”
“I’m sorry he did that. You were very helpful to me on my first day before Art came back. I told Sig that.”
Alistair popped open his drink and chuckled. “I don’t think that’s what he wanted to hear.”
“How is he perceived around here?” I set down my sandwich. “Are people afraid of him or something?”
“He mostly keeps to himself, doesn’t really socialize with us after hours or anything. We have a few tight-knit cliques that go out to the pubs after work. I know some of the women have invited him, but he never comes.” Alistair shrugged. “Probably thinks he’s too good for us.”
“Hmm…” I said noncommittally.
Alistair sat with me for the remainder of lunch. I kept looking over my shoulder, unsure of what I wished more—that Sig would catch me with Alistair or that I could make it back to my cubicle without him seeing a thing.
CHAPTER 15
Abby
Track 15: “Pictures of You” by The Cure
I was already back at my desk, shortly after 1 PM, when Sig returned from his meeting. I’d either dodged a bullet or dodged the perfect opportunity to get him riled up.
He worked by my side the remainder of the afternoon, smelling like heaven and wearing a scowl on his face. And at the end of the day, he opted to drive me back to Westfordshire.
As we started our ride home, I decided to broach the subject of Alistair. I didn’t want to get him in trouble, so I played dumb. “What did you say to Alistair when you pulled him aside this morning?”
“What does that matter?”
“Well, he basically disappeared after that. Plus, you were in that conference room long enough to say more than a sentence or two.”
“It’s none of your concern.”
“If it involved me at all, itismy concern. Should I just ask him?”
Sig’s jaw tensed. “I told him to stay away from you.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Because he’s bad news.”
“You previously said that he wasn’t qualified to train me. Now you’re saying he’s bad news?”
“Heisbad news.”
“How so?”
