Ethan and I were working on the charity ball preparations in his office throughout the entire weekend and most of the next week.
Although Ethan offered me an office and a promotion, I declined both. I didn’t need a fancy title in his company, I didn’t need a top floor office and a view of the entire city. I loved Ethan, I loved his company, but I did not want to work there any longer than I had to.
“I’m okay with just sharing your office with you, if you don’t mind,” I replied as he handed me the keycard to the office and offered to give me a platinum plate with my name on it to put on my desk.
Ethan looked at me quizzically and shrugged, “If that’s what you want. I thought you wanted to work here with me, though. I thought you wanted to be part of the company.”
I smiled at him rea
