Page 16 of Stuffed

"Girl." She grabs my shoulders. "That man practically growled when Asher interrupted your cookie moment. Trust me, he's interested. He's just too stubborn to admit it."

"Then I guess I'll have to be more stubborn," I say, already planning tomorrow's outfit. Those glasses he mentioned? They're going to look perfect with my new pencil skirt.

My phone buzzes again and my stomach flips when I see his name. This isn’t just a work thing; this feels like that nervousexcitement you get in your bedroom when you’re sixteen and the hottest boy in school has just looked at you.

Zane

Don't be late tomorrow, Miss Marlow. I hate waiting.

I smile, typing back my response.

Me

Funny. I've been waiting ten years. What's another day?

I don’t know why I type that. I’m trying to keep my expectations low, reminding myself that while I’ve been harboring a crush for a decade, to him I might just be another notch in his belt.

"Oh snap!" Ivy crows. "Look who’s getting flirty!"

His response makes my breath catch.

Zane

Some things are worth the wait.

"Okay," I admit, showing Ivy the message, "maybe he is thawing."

"Ya think?" She grins. "Now come on. We need to pick out the perfect outfit for tomorrow's 'business meeting.'"

Two hours later, I'm home, surrounded by every piece of professional clothing I own. My glasses sit on my nightstand, freshly cleaned. Tomorrow's reports are organized and ready, complete with sticky note tabs for easy reference.

I’m finishing up my nightly routine, ready to climb into bed when my phone buzzes one last time. My breath catches when I glance over at the screen, Zane’s name next to a new message.

Zane

Bring your A game tomorrow, Marlow. I'll be checking those numbers thoroughly.

I smile, giggling to myself as I type out a reply.

Me

Careful, Mr. Mercer. Someone might think you're looking forward to this.

I'm about to set my phone down when another message comes through.

Zane

And if you’re not home already, get home safe. The snow's getting worse.

My heart does a little flip. Is the infamous Zane Mercer actually showing concern?

Me

Why, Mr. Mercer, one might think you care.

His response makes me bite my lip.

Zane

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