Black Ties and White Lies(45)
I shrug, turning my head to look at the connecting door between the offices. “I’m not far, just through that door. My new office is what was supposed to be yours.”
“I thought I was going to get a cubicle or maybe a desk next to yours,” she jokes, setting her drink down.
“We don’t have cubicles here. I believe in a more collaborative work space.”
“I noticed. Why do I get a private office then?”
“Because the only person you need to collaborate with is me.” I walk to the door that connects our two offices. My new one used to be Polly’s but I moved her to a different floor to oversee one of our new projects we just took on. She has the largest room for that floor, a slight upgrade from the one that was intended to be Margo’s before the plan changed yesterday.
I open it, pointing to my new office. It’s only slightly smaller than this one, but it doesn’t have the corner view that allowed the view of Manhattan she fell in love with.
“See, we can now easily collaborate.”
Margo rolls her eyes at me, turning to take in her new space. “I can’t believe this is mine. Does an assistant need this much? If I’m just your coffee girl then I hate to break it to you Beck, but I don’t think I need any kind of office, no matter how much I love what I’m seeing here.”
“You’re going to be in charge of much more than just grabbing me coffee,” I tell her. And then I take a seat across from her at her desk, and we go over her tasks while here at Sintech.
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Stop looking at me like that. It’s been an agonizing week since the dressing room, and your lips are all I’ve thought about since. Bite them again when looking at me with those doe eyes and I’ll forget all about making you beg.
Aren’t rules in place to be broken?
Beck
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You need to stop looking at me like that. I’m trying to do my job and take notes. Pay attention.
You pay me to work. Let me do my job.
Your assistant,
Margo
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It’s hard to pay attention when one of my most trusted advisors keeps stealing glances your way. If he looks at you again, I’m going to make a scene and show him that if you’re going to be anyone’s, you’re going to be mine.
Careful leading him on, Violet. I’m a very jealous man.
Beck
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Ezra will be picking you up tonight without me. I’ve got a meeting. I’ll still be home for dinner.
You should be waiting for me when I get home.
Beck
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You looked too peaceful sleeping when I stopped by to wake you up. Ezra will pick you up whenever you’re ready for work. Grab yourself (and me) a coffee on your way in.
I wish we stayed up late last night for other reasons than work.
Beck
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I’m attaching the documents you asked for. I’ve also left a few comments for changes that I think may work better.
Margo
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If I didn’t know how talented of an artist you were, I’d beg you to stay at Sintech forever. I’ve accepted your comments and sent them to the marketing team.
You continue to amaze me.
Beck
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Winnie, Emma and I are doing matching costumes for Halloween this weekend. Would you want to join?
I think you’d look good in leather.
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I can’t think of anything I’d rather do less than a coordinating costume.
Can’t wait to see you in leather.
Beck
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I’m second guessing implementing casual Fridays per your request. I’ve never been turned on by a pair of jeans. I can’t think straight with you in jeans. It’s been almost a month since you turned me down.