Page 41 of The Executive Assistant

A weekend getaway meant two full days where I didn’t do any work. I couldn’t catch up on anything that I didn’t finish, and I couldn’t get ahead for next week. I would also be away from not only the company office, but my home office too.

While those things made me nervous, I forced myself to consider the positives too.

Cameron and I would be able to actually spend an extended amount of time together, which I had been wanting to do. I could get out of town and refresh my brain. Getting away would also help me see if my relationship with Cameron could be long-term material. And it would be fun. That was another upside.

“When would we leave?” I asked him.

“As soon as we submit the LearnQuest campaign,” he said. “The project would be finished, so you could spend the weekend relaxing. It’d be a reward.”

I nodded slowly. A reward to look forward to after this current project did sound nice.

“I was thinking we’d leave Friday evening after work and go to the beach. We’d stay at a hotel there, then come back Sunday afternoon. You’d still have Sunday night to prepare for the next week.”

My heart pounded heavily as my face warmed. He really did know me well. “The beach, huh?”

Cameron grinned and nodded. “Hope you have a swimsuit.”

I had a few, but I hadn’t worn them for over a year.

Cameron leaned forward with a hopeful look on his face. “So, is that a yes?”

I held his gaze for a moment, thinking. What could a weekend away hurt? I wouldn’t be in the office, and it was a chance for me to finally spend some time with him away from the office.

“Okay. Let’s do it,” I said impulsively. It would be a good thing for me to have a break, especially after the past few hectic weeks.

“You won’t regret it,” Cameron promised me. “We’re going to have a great time.”

I believed him. A weekend away would be amazing for both of us.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Beautiful streaks of orange, pink, and blue painted the sky as sunset hung over the ocean, its striking colors reflecting off the surface of the rolling waves. The ocean breeze flowed through my hair as Cameron and I stepped out of his car in front of the Saltbreeze Suites, a towering, white hotel building right on the beach.

“It’s beautiful,” I told Cameron with a smile of awe. Even the air smelled good — fresh and slightly salty.

He’d picked the perfect place for our weekend getaway, which was a few hours away from our city.

The valet walked over to us. “Would you like me to park your car, sir?”

Cameron looked sheepish as handed his keys over. “The key fob doesn’t work, so you’ll have to manually lock it.”

“No problem,” the valet replied before hopping in the car and driving off to park it in the hotel’s private parkinglot.

Cameron turned to me, rubbing the back of his neck for a moment. “I can check in and have our bags brought up to the room. Want to wait out here? There’s a great seafood restaurant down that way.”

I turned to see where he was pointing, which was toward a strip of restaurants, local shops, and other hotels along the beach. I turned back to him and nodded. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

Cameron smiled. He headed into the fancy hotel, leaving me outside to enjoy the sea breeze and the sound of the waves crashing in the near distance. I looked down at the blue maxi dress and espadrilles I was wearing. I’d changed at the office earlier today, once work finished and all the workers had left. I’d also taken a moment to fix up my makeup, applying a lighter shade of pink and adding some blush to my cheeks, creating a look that was a lot more playful and flirty than my usual corporate makeup.

As we’d driven down to the beach, I found that I was a lot more excited than I thought I’d be. Sure, part of it was relief — hours earlier, we’d finally submitted the campaign for LearnQuest. But also, I was looking forward to relaxing and spending time with Cameron.

I glanced at my phone, checking for work calls or emails. Luckily, nothing popped up.

“Checking work?”

I almost jumped. Cameron had returned from the hotel,and now he chuckled at my guilty expression.

“Just having a look,” I admitted. “There’s no news, though.”

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