Page 79 of Bossed By The Boggart

He does, but I note that Bash is on the phone. I shut the door behind me and sit down.

When he hangs up, I fold my hands in my lap and take a deep breath.

“I’ve decided to take the promotion.”

Bash’s mouth hangs open. “What?”

“Having trouble with English this morning, Mr. Ettin?”

He mock glares, getting out of his seat to skirt around his desk and loom over me.

“You said you wouldn’t answer me until tomorrow afternoon.”

“Eh, I like to keep you on your toes.”

“Mm, I see. So when you say that you’re accepting this promotion, does it mean…”

“I’m accepting your offer to be partner at Boggleworks because that’s all you officially offered. If you were implying more, then you’ll have to be more explicit.”

“That sounds like a challenge.”

“It was—good luck.”

With this, I saunter out of Bash’s office, knowing everything is about to change.

But for the first time, it feels like it’ll be for the better.

I arrive to work early on Friday morning per Bash’s request.

Yesterday, he sent out a company-wide email detailing my promotion.

Everyone has been nothing but congratulatory.

But then again, they don’t know I’m sleeping with the CEO who just made me partner.

Bash’s door is open, and he senses my presence before I say anything.

A giant smile splits his lips, revealing the sharp, white points of his teeth.

Behind him, his tail whips back and forth, almost as if it’s wagging.

“Ready to see your new space?”

“Ready.”

“This way.”

To my surprise, he leads me to the spacious office right next door to his.

“I thought this was reserved for your corporate lawyer?”

“Only because no one was using it. Lawrence has his own office in another building a couple of blocks away.”

The interior is decorated in gorgeous hues of wisteria and cream, complementing the dark wood of my new desk.

Behind it sits an expanse of windows that overlook the city.

The view is breathtaking, and I’m nearly giddy with the knowledge that I get to look at it every day I work here now.

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