My heart fluttered with unease. I'd always been invisible at work—what if he sat down? Wouldn't I instantly become the office's public enemy?
As I worried, Luke Jordan abruptly changed direction and took the empty seat at the table beside me.
He gave me a knowing smile, one that said, *I get you*.
A warmth stirred gently in my chest.
That afternoon, I stayed behind at the office. But I wasn't working late—I had a client meeting scheduled for five.
Just as I stepped out of the company gate, I saw Luke Jordan waving at me from a white sports car. I ran over, and before I could speak, he said, "Off to see a client? Come on, I'm going that way—let me give you a ride."
I knew he was lying, but I got in anyway.
Once inside, I chided him. "You're joining our company as general manager—why
