Page 19 of Say You Remember Me
“I’m used to being on the go all the time with my son, so I’m sure it shouldn’t be too bad.”
“Good.” He smiled, that easy charm of his returning as he leaned back in his chair. “I’m looking forward to seeing how it all plays out. It’s always fun to switch up my work schedule a bit.”
“Definitely,” I said, thinking that someone as dynamic as he was probably thrived in these kinds of settings.
Was it weird that I was almost bubbling with excitement over the idea of seeing a different side of my boss? And that the idea of putting in extra hours with him during those few days thrilled me?
Yeah…it was probably weird since at my old job, just making it through the forty-hour work week had been rough.
But there was something to be said about working a job that you actually enjoyed. (And yes…workingwithpeople you enjoyed being around.)
“Anyway, I think we’ve probably gone over everything I can think of. So, if you’re ready, we can head back to the office.”
“Yes, I’m ready,” I said, gathering my notebook and pen from off the table and slipping them back into my bag.
Ian asked the waitress for the check when she passed by, and once everything was settled, we walked out of the restaurant side by side, the afternoon sun warming my skin as we headed back to the office.
“Any fun plans for this evening?” Ian asked as he pushed the button on the elevator that would take us up to our floor. “A McDonald’s run with your son, perhaps?”
“No chicken McNuggets are in my plans, sadly,” I said, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. “Actually, my aunt is having some people over tonight and was teasing me about trying to set me up with one of her friends. But since I’m still trying to recover from my last dating blunder, I’m pretty sure I’ll just hang out for a bit before sneaking off to watch a movie with Grant or something.”
“Your last dating blunder?” Ian raised an eyebrow, his grin playful. “Is that what you’ve decided to call the night we first met?”
“Yes.” I chuckled, shaking my head. “I mean, thankfully, I haven’t added any others to my list since then.”
“Hey.” Ian nudged me with his elbow, amusement dancing in his eyes. “At least the last blunder made for a fun story.”
“One which I will be keeping to myself, thank you very much.” I shot him a look, trying to hide my own embarrassment.
He chuckled, his grin widening. “Oh, was I supposed to keep it a secret? Because I’m pretty sure it made for quite the entertaining story last week when I told my family I’d accidentally made-out with my new assistant.”
“Wait…” I froze, the blood draining from my face. “S-so does everyone know what happened?”
Was that why his mom and dad kept looking at me during the board meeting this morning?
Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap.
They probably thought I was one of those girls who tried to sleep her way to the top.
“I’m kidding,” Ian said, holding his hands up like he knew I was on the verge of a heart attack. “The only person I mentioned it to is my friend Owen since he was asking about the girl I’d hit it off with at the club.”
“He saw us?” I groaned.
“He did.”
“So does that mean there were probably a lot of people who saw us?”
“It’s nothing to worry about.” He laughed softly. “I mean, it’s not like it was anything the patrons of The Garden haven’t seen me doing before. I’m sure we just blended into the scene at the club.”
Nothing he hadn’t been seen doing before.
As in…he probably kissed random girls at the club on a weekly basis.
Ugh, why did the idea of him hooking up with random women bother me so much?
“But you said your friend mentioned seeing us…?” I asked, my brain apparently wanting to reassure itself that our kiss had been at least somewhat noteworthy among the dozens of make-out sessions Ian had probably already had this summer.
“Well, that’s just because Owen was bartending that night and he notices things like that.”
