He rubbed his scruffy jaw with two fingers. “Westie wouldn't do anything to hurt your feelings. I don’t know why the hell he’d be leaving you elephant facts, but I guarantee his intentions aren’t malicious.”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged, suddenly wishing it was the end of the day. There were still hours to go. “Look, I have a lot to do—”
“Yeah. Me too. I’m glad we cleared the air, though.”
I tipped my chin. “I am too.”
Weston had taken a seat but was still watching as I strode back to my desk. Sitting down, I opened up my email, composing a new one.
From:[email protected]
Dear Mr. Aldrich,
Please refrain from leaving any more elephant facts on my desk from now on.
Sincerely,
Elise Levy
Chapter Seven
Weston
Myfingershoveredoverthe keyboard.
I shouldn’t have been on seven.
My to-do list for the day was longer than my arm.
I’d rescheduled a call.
Renata was going to murder me soon.
I’d wanted to see her reaction. If the note had made her smile. Instead, I witnessed what looked to be a special moment between her and Milesthenreceived a terse email.
I wrote back.
From:[email protected]
Dear Ms. Levy,
Please refrain from calling me Mr. Aldrich. That’s my father.
Do you hate elephants now?
Curiously,
Weston
It didn’t take long for me to receive a reply.
From:[email protected]