Emma’s suitcase lay open on the bed, half-packed, a mix of business and casual clothes neatly folded beside her toiletries. She was trying to remember if she’d packed her charger when Alexa plopped down beside the suitcase, grinning like she knew something Emma didn’t.
“So,” Alexa began, dragging out the word. “You’re spending the weekend out of town with your boss.”
Emma didn’t even look up. “It’s a company event, Alexa.”
“Mhm.” Alexa tilted her head, feigning innocence. “A company event that requires him personally coming to pick you up and flying you there? Sounds… professional.”
Emma turned, rolling her eyes. “He’s just being polite. It’s part of his job.”
“Oh, right. Chauffeuring his assistant to work events is totally in the CEO job description.”
“Alexa.”
“What?” Alexa laughed
