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“You as well, beautiful. Would you be interested in going out for coffee sometime?”

I smiled. “As much as I would love that, I have to follow the no fraternizing policy.”

“I don’t work here,” he said, giving me a soft smile. The elevator reached my floor as I looked up at this fine man.

“How about you take me to lunch this afternoon, if you’re available.”

He handed me his card. “I work in the next building over. Give me a call whenever you take your break.”

“Will do.” I smiled and stepped off the elevator. I knew he was watching me when I heard a softdamnexit his mouth before the doors closed.

I let out a small breath as I approached Liz’s desk.

“Good morning, Ms. Grant.”

“Good morning, Liz. Not sure if you’ve had your morning coffee or if you even drink it, but I got one for you.”

“Girl, you know the way to my heart! I didn’t get a chance to stop this morning because I was running late. You’re a lifesaver.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I’m assuming the other coffees are for the team?”

“They are.”

“Okay. Make your rounds, and I’m going to show you to your new office.”

“Office?”

“Yes. Mr. West called ahead this morning and told me to give you the office right next to his.”

Since when do assistants get an office?I looked across the lobby at the empty desk, directly across from Liz, then back at her. She smiled and shrugged.

“Did the others have an office?” I had to ask.

“No, ma’am.”

“Then I won’t have one either. See you in a bit,” I told her, walking off to make my rounds. Once I got to Mr. West’s office, I placed his coffee on his desk, then headed back out. I went to the empty desk and began to unload the things I brought to make my desk pop. I powered on the computer and took out his work phone to begin making the proper calls for him.

The elevator pinged just as I hung up with the flower shop. Mr. West stepped off, busying with his phone while heading to his office.

“Mornin’, Liz. Mornin’, Ms. Grant,” he acknowledged as we both replied to his greeting. He stopped in his tracks then slowly turned to look at me.

“Can I see you in my office for a second?” he asked me.

“Sure.” I stood from my desk and grabbed my notepad and paper.

“Leave that,” he said. I placed it back on my desk then followed him into his office. “Close the door, please.” I closed it then clasped my hands in front of me as I stood waiting for him to speak.

“I told Liz to place you in the office next door to me. Why are you in the lobby?”

“Well, I asked her if all the other assistants who worked for you had their own office, and she informed me that they did not. I just don’t feel as if it is appropriate to change things up now. It makes it seem as if I’m being favored. I don’t want a rep here,” I replied honestly.

“Ms. Grant, those other assistants were temps. I actually hired you. Therefore, you get your own office. Why would that thought even cross your mind?”

“It’s easy for people to assume things when it’s never been done before. I apologize. I’ll relocate now,” I told him, turning to leave.

“Hold up.” I stopped walking and turned back to him. He reached inside his satchel, pulling out two boxes. One small and one mid-size. I saw the apple logo on both items when he extended them out to me. I stepped closer and took the items from his hand. “I love the little pen and pad method, but it’s old school. I need you up-to-date with everyone else. Set it up, get familiar with it, because I want you to take notes from there from now on.”