Page 16 of His White Moonlight
Mentally shrugging off his moodiness, I returned to my desk and resumed reviewing the expenses.It soon became apparent why Bennett’s patience was thin.
“Is Mr.Wulf in?”a woman asked.
I tore my focus from the numbers in front of me and looked up at a petite blonde who was holding a contract folder.
“He’s in but unavailable,” I said.
“Really?I checked his schedule, and he didn't have any meetings or calls.”
I shrugged.“He said he was unavailable if the door is closed.”I gestured to the door.“As we can both see, it’s closed.”
“But I need this contract signed right away.”
I held out my hand.She looked at my hand, then met my gaze.
“Let him know Andri has a contract that needs his attention.”
“Will do," I said.
She stared at me, and I stared back.
“Aren’t you going to call him?”she asked impatiently.
“No.Either hand me the contract so I can pass it to him, or try calling him yourself to set up a time to hand it off in person.”
Her eye twitched.“I’ve tried.He doesn’t pick up.”
Rather than continue to debate with her, I dismissively looked at my screen.She got the hint and went away.Another woman showed up thirty minutes later.Then another…and another.
It kept the morning entertaining when it would have been otherwise mind-numbing.
When the receptionist from the main entry arrived just after twelve-thirty with the food order, I was more than ready for a break.
“Is Mr.Wulf inside?”she asked.
“I'll take that for him,” I said.“Thanks for bringing it back.”
She didn’t argue but did give his office door, which had remained firmly closed all morning, a sad look before leaving.
I got up and knocked on the door before opening it.He wasn’t at his desk or reclining on what looked like a tempting nap-sofa.The other door in the office, presumably the bathroom, was closed.So I left the food on his desk.
Then, I slapped a sticky note on the outside of his closed office door, grabbed my things, and headed out for my lunch.I received the same side-eye leaving as I had when I’d arrived.But once I was on the street outside the building, I easily blended into the crowd, happily walking until something to eat caught my eye.Since I wasn’t sure how long I had for lunch, I got it to-go and even ordered an extra dessert for Bennett.Maybe something sweet would improve his mood.
My phone rang as I was checking out.
I looked down, saw Bennett’s name on the screen, and debated my approach before answering.
“Hey, Boss.Do you like strawberry or lime better?”
I knew the question threw him off whatever he’d been about to say when he didn't immediately answer.
“If you say nothing, you get nothing,” I said.
“Strawberry,” he finally said.
“Good choice.I’ll be back in ten.I left a note on your door so they leave you alone.”
“I saw the note.'Knock and Die' seems a little extreme.”
