Page 34 of Accidental Theirs
Roland nods and goes to order our coffee while I scroll through my emails to see if there’s anything pressing.
There’re a couple marked urgent from Damien, signatures and the like. More merger nonsense.
There’s such a big part of me that dreads this merger, and I’m not sure why.
Dominic is right—Damien always keeps it together.
He’s never done anything to jeopardize the company, and I have no reason to think he ever will.
So, why am I so worried?
I think it’s just that I still don’t feel comfortable as COO.My mother gave me the position, trained me how to run the business, but I’m not like her.
My mother was a whirlwind and me, well, I’m barely a summer storm.
I walk into Damien’s office. The door is standing open, so I just step inside.
Damien is snoring with his head down on the desk, his hair mussed.
He must have been here all night.
I smile softly as I walk around the desk, touching his shoulder gently to wake him.
He snorts and sits up.
I can’t help but giggle as a piece of paper sticks to his cheek.
He groans and pulls it off, looking up at me with bleary, blue eyes.
“What time is it?”
“Nine-thirty in the morning.” I pull open his curtains, and he groans when sunlight floods the room.
“I fell asleep.”
“Obviously,” I chirp, in a slightly better mood than earlier this week.
It’s all thanks to Dominic, but I don’t know if I want to look into that right now.
I’m definitely not ready to be in a relationship with him again, but I can’t deny that I’m thinking about it. I can’t help it.
Dominic was once all I wanted, and maybe I have different dreams now, but it doesn’t mean that an old one isn’t still floating around in the back of my mind.
“It’s been a long week.”
“You’re telling me,” Damien groans, his voice raspy from sleep. He runs a hand through his hair. “Did you need something from me?”
“Just the paperwork you need me to sign.”
“It has to be notarized.”
“I’ll grab Roland.”
I pop my head out of Damien’s office and call Roland’s name.
He startles slightly, standing by the water cooler and no doubt gossiping with Marie.
“Need your notary skills.”
