Page 67 of Imperial: The Corvidae Family
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Baylyn.
I was grateful for the chaos of my morning. Between emails, phone calls, and last-minute adjustments to upcoming events, my calendar was packed but my mind was elsewhere. I tried to stay focused, but every few minutes, my thoughts drifted back to last night.
As crazy as things had been, I felt safe knowing Emir was the one handling things and then, of course, there was this morning. Awareness pushed through my body just thinking about it.
“Baylyn.”
I blinked and snapped my head up from my computer screen to find Cami standing over my desk, arms crossed with a knowing smirk on her face.
“You’re distracted as hell. Something you wanna share?”
“I’m just tired.”
Cami’s eyes narrowed. “Regulartired? Or post-great-sex tired?”
I choked on air.
“Cami!” I hissed, glancing around the office, but she just grinned, leaning against the door frame.
“I knew it!” she said triumphantly. “You’ve been sitting here, staring at your screen like a lovesick teenager. So who is he?” She paused. “Wait, is it him? Theguy?”
She knew about the random lunches and flowers but she wasn’t here the day Emir pulled up.
I groaned, dropping my forehead to my desk. “Please stop talking.”
“No, no, I need details.” She entered my office and plopped into the chair across from me. Her eyes were shining with curiosity. “You’ve been all lowkey and secretive about him, but clearly something is happening.”
I sighed, deflecting. “I am literally at work, trying to focus.”
“Liar.” She pointed at my computer screen. “You’ve been staring at the same email for ten minutes.”
I glanced down and cursed under my breath because she was right.
“Uh-huh. That man has wrecked you.”
“It’s not like that.”
“Then what’s it like?”
I hesitated because honestly? I didn’t know.
“It’s… complicated and none of your business.”
Cami rolled her eyes but smiled. “Okay. I won’t pry.For now.”
Good because I wasn’t telling you shit anyway…
“But if you start showing up in a G Wagon and a new wardrobe, I’m going to assume you’re being kidnapped and cared for by that sexy ass man and I’ll need you to run me the list of his eligible family members.”
I laughed as she walked off, but the thought stuck with me because the reality was, I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and Emir was not an average guy.
And…
I was ten toes down.
By lunch I was back in work mode. I had a client meeting scheduled to go over the final details of an upcoming corporate event. Everything had to be flawless because this was one of the bigger projects I handled solo and I needed to ensure the client had zero complaints.
