Page 207 of Night's Fall
From the view,Iassumed it was the one-hundred-and-fiftieth one, just below the pinnacle of the spear.
The entire floor beingAleksei’soffice.
Plush, charcoal-gray carpet.
Another console desk, this one lacquered black and massive.
Interesting art on plinths situated in the perfect spots.
A holo conference table that was twice as big as the one in his office at home.
Three-hundred-sixty degrees of the view of the city.
Aleksei rose from his desk, smiling at me.
I didn’t go to him.
Feeling a little shy and a lot like a bad mate,Iwent to a window, tucked my clutch under my arm and crossed both of them, staring atNocturn, the off-coast islands, theSceptredIsleand the white caps waxing and waning on the blue of theDolphinSea.
This wasn’tPrinceAleksei’soffice.
This wasAlekseiKnightstar’soffice.
He earned this.
I turned to him to see he was resting a thigh against his desk, and his arms were crossed too, but his eyes weren’t to the view.Theywere on me.
That tall, broad, handsome man casually leaning on his expensive desk belonged here.
Because he worked to put himself here.
“So, you don’t haveanoffice in theSpireBuilding, you havetheoffice,”Iremarked.
“That’s what happens when you own the building.”
Of course he owned it.
“So,I’mnot meeting you at your office because your day is busy and it helps you out.I’vemet you here because you’re a big showoff,”Iquipped.
His grin was cocky (and panty melting). “I’malways busy, darling.ButI’malso showing off.”
I turned back to the view.
He had a lot to show off.
“I know about the dock project onThoth, but what do you do that gets you an office like this?”Iasked.
He didn’t hesitate to reply. “Ihave three arms of interest.Commercialreal estate, development and lettings.Otherconstruction projects.Andtech with a focus on communications.Forinstance, one of my labs developed that tabletIgave you.”
Of course it did.
I looked back at him and asked quietly, “Ican’t believeIdidn’t know this.Hasit been always all about me?”
His expression grew soft. “Darling, for me, everything is always all about you.”
So sweet.
“You know whatImean,”Ireplied.
