Page 6 of Secret Desire
“No there wasn’t,” I said firmly.
Theo just stared at me.
“She’s my employee, and my best friend’s little sister,” I reminded him.
Or maybe I was reminding myself.
“I can’t wait to see how this plays out,” Theo said. “Now about my question…”
Ashley
The next few days I found myself spending a lot of time with Maeve. Professionally of course. Things were just starting to get rolling on the Clark Street project and there was a lot to do. While I’d eventually have other projects to work on, for right now Maeve wanted me to focus all of my attention on this project. It gave me the luxury of time that I didn’t normally have with my work.
It also gave me plenty of time to obsess about my new boss.
Every time our hands brushed against each other my breath would hitch and lightning would travel up my skin. I had to force myself to pay attention to business when we were in the same room. But either Maeve had an excellent poker face, or she didn’t feel anything for me. I mean of course she didn’t. I waslike a little sister to her. She wasn’t attracted to me, no matter how much I wished it was true.
It was ironic. I’d just left a job where my boss was lusting after me, now I was disappointed that my new boss was keeping things strictly business. Until we had lunch at the end of my first month of work...
“Hey, Ash.”
I looked up from my laptop to see Maeve in the doorway of my office, looking every inch the CEO in her pencil skirt, blouse, and jacket. The outfit was form-fitting but professional, only hinting at the curves that had been revealed when I saw her wearing a swimsuit a few days ago.
“Hi Maeve, did you need something?”
“Are you free for lunch?” she asked. “I thought we could go out to celebrate the completion of your first month with AGM.”
I brightened immediately. Maybe she did this with everyone, but Maeve’s invitation made me feel special. And as the younger sister of a charismatic billionaire brought up by parents who were continually disappointed in me, feeling special was a big thing to me.
“Well, I’m super sad to miss the yogurt and carrot sticks I brought for lunch, but I guess I can suffer with real food,” I said overdramatically.
Maeve gave me a stern look that made me shiver. “You need to eat real food.”
“I haven’t gotten around to going grocery shopping,” I said dismissively. “But it’s okay. I could stand to lose a few pounds I guess.”
“Don’t you dare! You’re perfect just the way you are.”
I was surprised by how adamant she was.
When I didn’t say anything else she gestured for me to come along. “Let’s go.”
I loved this bossy side of her. Would she be bossy in the bedroom I wondered? Would I like it if she was? I mean, usually I was the bossy one…
I grabbed my purse and followed Maeve to the elevator. The building had three different elevators. One was private, going only to the top four floors where my sister and her friends lived, one went directly to the AGM offices, and the last one was for the condos in the middle. It was one of the thoughtful design elements that made this building unique. Of course it was also good security for the three billionaires living upstairs.
When we got to the lobby a black limousine was idling in front of the building. The driver hopped out and raced to open the door as soon as he saw us.
“Here’s our ride,” Maeve said, pointing at the limo.
“We’re riding in a limo?” I asked. “Did they close down Uber?”
Taking a limo to lunch on a workday really seemed like overkill.
Maeve smirked. “If I’m going to be stuck in traffic, I like to be comfortable.”
I shook my head as I slid into the limo after her. I guess when you were one of the richest women in the city you could ride in style. I wasn’t poor by any stretch of the imagination, but I still took public transportation as much as I could. This was Chicago after all. The only thing worse than the traffic was parking.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
