Page 12 of The Bossy Billionaire's Fake Date

As I walked back to my desk with the project file in my hands, I thought it was strange that Dylan hadn’t said a word to me about anything after our initial encounter this morning. I chalked it up as a good thing. I needed to avoid contact with him for as long as I could, until things felt a little less awkward.

I opened my work computer and began typing away immediately. I had thought of how to approach the project already and had to immediately save notes. This new project had a lot that needed to be done, and I knew I’d be putting in long hours. But as I worked, I glanced over to where Dylan’s office was. His walls were made of tinted glass, and I could see a faint silhouette of him working away at his desk.

In the work setting, he was completely professional. It was a total shock to me considering how smooth he had been the night before. It was almost like he had two distinct personalities.

Chewing on my bottom lip, I decided that it was probably best to try to forget about what happened. It was one night, and we were both adults. Dwelling on how awkward it felt only served as a distraction and that wasn’t something I could afford right now.

From now on, I was going to pretend like that night never happened. Dylan was my boss, and we had a professional relationship. I intended to keep it that way. Once I made that decision, I buried myself in my work, going over document after document about the project I was assigned.

“You’re really going at it. The day’s over,” a voice pulled me back to reality. I glanced up to see a man whose face I didn’t recognize standing by my desk. “I’m Kevin, by the way. My office is on the other side of the lunchroom.”

I glanced at my watch and saw that he was right. I’d been so caught up in my work that I had completely lost track of time.

“I didn’t even notice,” I replied, smoothing out the sides of my blouse. “My name is Kathy.”

“Oh, I know who you are,” Kevin grinned at me. “The entire office has been buzzing with talks about you all day.”

“I wonder what they’re saying,” I tried to sound calm but inside I was worried if somehow, they were privy to the events of last night.

“Nothing bad, I assure you,” he replied. “You’ve kind of reached legend status already.”

That part surprised me, but I did not feel good about it.

“I don’t even know what I’ve done to deserve that,” I sighed, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to me.

“Of course, you know,” Kevin cocked his eyebrow. “It takes real balls to fill a position like this, given the track record of how quickly people are replaced.”

“Everyone keeps telling me that,” I replied, finally closing the files in front of me. “But so far, everything’s been fine.”

“Good. It would be a shame to see you go the same way,” he said. “I, for one, would be very upset.”

Was he flirting with me?I brushed off his remarks and began to gather my things to leave.

“So, are you new to the city?” he asked. It seemed like he hadn’t had his fill of the conversation yet.

“I am. It’s definitely a new scene but I don’t mind the change,” I replied.

“I’m a New Yorker, born and raised,” he bragged. “Maybe I can show the ropes and help you settle in. In fact, we could go grab a coffee right now and I’ll give you a little tour of the places around here.”

I glanced down at my watch again trying to buy some time before I rejected him, without seeming too rude.

“That’s really nice of you,” I replied in a polite tone. “But honestly, I’m feeling a little tired. I should probably head home to rest now. I don’t want to wreck my already horrible sleep schedule.”

“Are you sure about that? It’ll just be a quick detour,” he insisted, refusing to let go of the idea.

“Maybe I’ll take you up on that offer another day,” I said, and began to walk away from my desk.

“Fine,” the disappointment in his tone was palpable. “But we must exchange our numbers. Trust me, New York is a big place, and you’ll need all the friends you can find.”

I couldn’t help but notice how arrogant he was in the way that he spoke. But I didn’t want to get off on the wrong foot with anyone on my first day, so I gave in.

“Sure,” I handed my phone over to him so he could add his contact.

“Great,” he grinned and typed out his phone number. “Don’t hesitate to give me a ring anytime you want.”

“I’ll see you later,” I took my phone from him and began to walk away. When I glanced down at my screen, I had to roll my eyes at the name he had chosen for his contact.

It saidNY God Kevinwith a wink face emoticon next to it.

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