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ad been perfect and if it continued like this, I was going to win this thing by a landm
ly formal to completely relaxed, I guessed everybody was taking a book off Mason's page. It was sweltering and no amount of AC was chasing away the melting heat. In lieu of that, I had decided to fit
the office. "Hey, Sid." I greeted the front desk receptionist. "Looking good, girl." She winked at me. "Thank you." I was still smiling as I s
ole of Sprocks. I headed towards Kenzie's table. She looked up at me and froze. "what's going on?" I asked worriedly. "What are you wearing
just Mr. Law." She explained. Ahn, so the elusive Mr. Hunt was back and it s
ine. You're not exactly an employee here. I'm sure Mr. Law wouldn't let his colleague toss you out on your rear end." "That was very encouraging, thank you
hocolate chip, homemade, by my very talented roommate." I replied
to your desks and get back to work." A cold voice suddenly said, sending everyone scurrying awa
the man before hurrying away. My first impression was that he was tall, but not
ll your attention and didn't let you look away. He had light brown hair, streaked with gold, c
the face planes of a Roman statue, all high cheekbones, pronounced brow bone and a jaw that
g me in from the top of my head to
g smile, hand outstretched. "You must be Logan Hunt." The pre
? Why are you dressed like someone headed to a Taylor Swift concert." My eyes twitched. I re
t by me, you're not." I thrust my chin in the air. "Last time I checked,
an Intimidating step forward. "That's the least of my concerns. There's a reason why our co
ext." I said, trying to keep my cool. It wouldn't do to a
lso up there with it. I took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Hunt
y, you twist it to serve your narrative, serve it to a bunch of morons and watch your numbers and profit spik
choose what I eventually-" "You can
o tell me to leave. I was leaving already. There is no way I'm going to stay here and work anywhere close to a raging
ith all due disrespect, Hunt." I turned, grabbed my bag and walked straight
his angry. I was generally a bundle of joy but
boiling, something most people hadn't been able
is thing, but I was a damn good writer. Their wow factor wasn't necessary for me
ell if not better there. In the elevator, I bega
being in my hand and me dropping it on th
With an irritated groan, I stepped off the elevator and got into another one moving up. By the time I stepped out
unt on your elevator ride down and now you're here to say them?" Kenzie asked as I walked back in. I laughed. "Nothing that dramatic
for my cookies." I teased. I went to retrieve my phone and leave, but at the last minute, I decided that it'd be wrong
ore I could raise my hand and knock,
ppen to like her. She'
"Cut it out with the Shakespeare shit. I was gone a week and
same difference." Logan replied. "She spies, she turns it int
I added a clause on the NDA she signed blindly that we
rap. And if she ends up publishing it anyway,
em now? "What exactly is your problem with her, Loge? I've looke
t. I tell you about Imogen all the time. The gorgeous redhead? Ring any bells." "You
t even know her." "I don't mean your redhead. I mean the reporter girl." Logan growled. "She's a journalist and she's
situations where little boys pull their crushes ponytails and tell her they
that black hearted villain had it in him to like anybody. He had
. Give me more credit than that." "I like Imogen and she'll never speak
urried away from the door before they could catch me eav
leefully. I was going to make my two weeks here a living hell for Logan Hunt and the
tarting to lo