Page 59 of Kiss Me Forever

"Really? Why not? I've always been ambitious."

I ignored the jab—the insinuation that I wasn’t. Right after we broke up, he said to my face that I didn’t have what it took to succeed. Idiot!

"True, but hard work was never your forte." That wasn’t a jab. It was the truth.

“I see you’re the same stick-in-the-mud I remember.”

"I don't care about your opinion of me. I'm going to log off now."

"You do that."

I clicked the Zoom window away. I didn't care about Carson anymore. But I was still pissed.

I forgot all about it a few minutes later when my lunch arrived: a delivery from Bean & Baxter. It was one of my favorite restaurants. Had I told Luke that? I must have.

I texted him immediately.

Megan: I’m having lunch now. Thank you.

Luke: I wish I were there with you.

Megan: Are you determined to charm me today?

Luke: Yes.

Well, that settled it.

Megan: I wish you were here too.

He didn’t reply. I supposed he was interacting with the team, enjoying his own lunch.

The office was eerily quiet. Now that my call was over, I could soak in the silence. Even in the morning, it wasn't this quiet.

Since I was on my lunch break, I opened an event page, checking if they’d added tickets in section A to the Cirque du Soleil show tomorrow. I’d been once a couple years ago and loved it. Now they were in town, and I wanted to go again, but only if I could get the best tickets. I’d been in the back last time and couldn’t see a lot of the finer details.

To my astonishment, I heard the elevator ding ten minutes later as I was about to finish my lunch. Footsteps approached my door. I sucked in a breath when Luke appeared in the doorway.

“Hey, you're all back already?" I asked.

"No, just me. The team's still at lunch celebrating. I wanted a few minutes alone with you."

I felt hot all over even though he hadn't even said one flirty thing.

He came toward me, sitting with that perfect ass on the edge of my desk.

"What's that?" he said, pointing at my computer screen.

"I want to buy tickets, but there are none left in the section I wanted. I set a reminder because sometimes they add more tickets just before the show. I've been checking often."

"When is it?"

"Tomorrow."

He nodded, narrowing his eyes as if contemplating something. Then he zeroed in on me.

“How did it go with Jenkins?"

I shrugged, leaning back. "I pitched, and then we had a very awkward introduction among the participants where basically everyone was bragging about how great they were. Obviously, I was in the same group as Carson again."

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