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He raised his brows “Do you want a date?”
“What?” My cheeks caught fire, and my heart pumped just a little bit harder “That’s not what I meant I—”
His eyes twinkled with humor “Apparently, you like what you see, and so do I So…” He shrugged and trailed off, leaving the rest to ination
I hated hot guys, and particularly those who knew just how gorgeous they were “TrustI haven’t seen before” My lie sounded ridiculous and he knew it I could tell by the irritating, self-assured yet gorgeous grin he was sporting
My temper flared
This was supposed to be an initial atte out where our companies stood in terms of a potential partnership The fact that Mayfield Properties would send sohable Why would Mayfield want to be represented by soe of what is acceptable when dealing with a potential business partner? Or maybe Mayfield didn’t value our cooperation, and this was his way of telling me to fk off Either way I wasn’t pleased, and I had no intention ofa secret out of my displeasure Mayfield was known to be a real son-of-a-bitch He was also known to take no crap from anyone If I wanted to make it in this cutthroat business world doive up on a career which was already going nowhere
“Look, I appreciate your coional vice president Please tell Mr Mayfield to callto you” Grabbing my purse and coat from the polished counter, I jumped down froers curled around my upper arm I froze in my tracks
“Don’t forget your uet soaked,” Townsend whispered in h ? Couldn’t he just talk like normal people? I reached blindly around me and yanked my umbrella out of his hand Without a look back I h Only when I reached the parking lot twenty feet from the bar’sbreath
The night air had cooled down I shrugged into my coat and hurried to unlock the door to raduation gift from my stepdad, so I loved it
I ja lot My gaze brushed over the stranger towering in the bar’s dooratching me a moment before I drove past
Did he follow , I floored the accelerator and the car spluttered forward The engine lets out a drawn-out protest, but I didn’t care Whatever Townsend’s business was, I decided he was a creep,and I had no intention of ever seeing hiain I was definitely not the kind of woman who’d ever succumb to a hard body and dimples to die for
I reached hts in less than an hour and parked the car opposite froraduating froo The street was da cast a golden glow on the steel door, which led into a narrow hall with a lobby area Minding the large rain puddles, I fishedand let myself in, then rode the elevator up to the fifth floor
My roommate and best friend, Sylvie, wasn’t home Ever since she landed the investment job of her dreaht I had been taught to put one hundred and ten percent into everything I did, but Sylvie took working hard to a whole new level She went so far as to sacrifice her hobbies, friendships, and health by doing unpaid overtinition for all the extra effort Any attempts I ever initiated to make her realize just how unhealthy her stress level had becoive up
Dropping the u and coat on the old coffee table in the hall, I kicked my shoes off and headed for the kitchen to pour h lass when the key turned in the lock and Sylvie’s blonde head popped into my line of vision
“What a surprise!” I sat up and pointed at lass “Want one?”
“You better have a bottle” She slus up I scanned from her striped skirt that rode just above her knee up to her face and da was different Her ed The skin beneath her blue eyes ollen and red as though she had been crying, which was i kind In all the six years we had been best friends, I never once saw her shed a tear She never looked anything less than perfect and happy
I sat up, instantly feeling so “What happened?”
“I got the boot”
“What?”
She took the glass out of ulp “They kickedanother intern Blah blah” She rolled her eyes “Whatever”
“Oh, crap” I shook my head in disbelief “But you worked so hard”
“I know, right? But you knohat? I am okay C’est la vie Time to move on” She juet plastered”