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“There is nothing going on between us,” he said. “We fucked a few times. That’s it.”

Wow. Where was this coming from?

“You’re right. I didn’t mean it any other way than that,” I spoke.

“Every year, Carter Capital puts on an event for people who want to start a business to attend with the hopes of us investing in their company. We run an ad and accept the first one hundred people with a business plan who respond. We only choose one to invest in. I need you to start putting that event together. Chrissy should have a file in the cabinet by your desk with all the information. You need to book the venue, make all the arrangements for the food, and put the ad together.”

“Okay. That’s great that the company does that for people.”

“It’s something my father started. It gives someone with a dream of becoming a business owner a chance in the community.”

“I’ll get started on it now,” I said as I got up. “By the way, when is the event? Next month, two months?”

“Two weeks from tomorrow.”

“Seriously? Why am I just finding out about this now?”

“Well, you’ve only worked for me for one day, and to be honest, I forgot about it until Christopher reminded me this morning. But I’m not worried. I know if anyone can put it together quickly, you can.” He smirked.

“Damn right, I can. Is that all?”

“Yes. Hold all my calls until further notice. I’m buried in paperwork I need to go over.”

“Of course. By the way, do you want to grab some dinner tonight after work?”

“No. I can’t. I already have plans,” he spoke.

I walked out of his office and pulled open the file cabinet, searching for the file Chrissy supposedly had. Found it. I pulled it out and took a seat behind my desk. Damn it. I wasn’t the one who did this shit when I worked for my father. I alwaysdelegated this type of task. Picking up the phone, I dialed Franco.

“Hello, sweet cheeks,” he answered.

“Franco, I need the person you use to organize your events.”

“His name is Bernard. What do you need him for?”

“Wes is having me organize a business event, and it’s in two weeks. You know I don’t really organize things myself.”

“Ah, okay. Don’t worry. I’ll give him a ring right now and give him your number. I got you, babe.”

“Thanks, Franco. I owe you big time. Oh, if Wes asks you to make him a cheesecake, tell him you’re busy.”

“What?” He chuckled into the phone.

“I’ll explain later. Call Bernard now.”

Chapter Fourteen

Wes

She walked out of my office, and I felt nothing but conflict. I felt like she was a woman I could get caught up in. A woman that I could fall instantly for. The woman I had already fallen for. And also a woman who had a lot of issues—issues I wasn’t about to take on. I needed to keep my distance from her and keep things professional for as long as she was my personal assistant. It was going to be hard, and my cock wasn’t going to like it, but I had no choice. I couldn’t stand people who lied. I’d been burned before, and I would never let it happen again.

“Wes, you got a second?” Christopher asked as he popped his head in the door.

“Sure. Come on in.”

“I have those reports you were looking for.”

“Thanks, Christopher,” I said as I held out my hand, and he handed them to me.

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