He had seemed insistent when he gave me the key.
“Make sure the papers get to Rikers tonight. He doesn’t get any more time to f**k things up,” Ethan says into his phone as he types on a laptop. “And get that background check to me by the time the sun rises.”
I stand in the doorway for a moment, just watching him work. I didn’t expect him to be working when I walked in and seeing him so deeply focused while issuing orders is impressive. It’s clear that his company’s success is more important to him than some romantic entanglement.
“Did you reschedule the meeting with Danvers? Good… Also, the secretary outside my office- make sure she knows her place,” he continues talking with whoever is on the other end.
I don’t want to interrupt, so I walk over to the chair on the other side of th
