Dove was busy doing stocktaking the following day when she heard her phone ping, she glanced at the time and sighed. She didn’t even bother to check it. At 8.10am it was only going to be one person, and yes she was still ghosting him.
Leon looked over from where he was stock-taking the fresh produce, after his early morning baking session. “You going to get that?”
“No.” Dove answered simply.
“It’s him again, huh?” Leon asked slightly concerned.
“Probably…”
Leon frowned. He had walked into Dove’s office yesterday and seen the Victoria Secret boxes and she had told him about what had happened at the park and at Hensure Enterprises. She hadn’t told him about Monday’s visit to her house and subsequent visit to H-Corp.
“What’s this guy’s deal? Is he a stalker or what?”
Dove looked up fro
