Page 13 of My Wildest Obsession

“Did you text about our food?” I ask him, and he nods.

“Should be here soon.”

“Are you having lunch with your friends?”

“Yeah.”

“What do you need me to do?” I ask him.

So that I can go home already,I add in my head.

“Return phone calls, get my schedule updated, clear your inbox, check on the Williams case and make sure that Lenore’s paperwork was filed yesterday like it should have been,” he rattles off.

“That’s it? Then I can leave?”

“Yep.”

“Good.”

I push past him and take a seat at my desk. I cleaned up my inbox on the flight and I checked messages this morning when I went for breakfast. That means that I should just have to make sure that nothing came through in the last few hours, check on a few cases, and then I’ll be home free.

“Hey, Clara! Welcome back,” Levi says as he comes up to my desk, a few brown bags of takeout in his hands.

Adrien is right behind him and I smile at Theo’s friends, pausing my work for a moment.

“Thanks. It’s great to be back,” I deadpan, and Adrien grins.

“Here’s your lunch,” Levi says, passing me a bag.

“Thank you so much! I’m starving. Bossy wouldn’t let us stop,” I complain.

“Sounds about right,” Adrien sighs, and I nod.

“You can go in.”

“Thanks,” they both say, and I dig into my food as they head into Theo’s office.

I eat lunch and finish up my work. I’m done before they come back out and I grin as I gather up my things and make my escape.

I can’t wait to get home and shower. I need to change out of these clothes too and maybe go grocery shopping. Luckily, I live close to work. An apartment in Theo’s building was one of the perks of being his assistant. I’m just glad that I don’t have to have a ton of roommates or pay rent.

I head inside and toss my bags aside, heading straight for the shower. It’s time for me to wash off any memories from the last thirty-six hours.

SIX

Theo

“You’re fired!”I snarl at one of my junior lawyers.

He scampers out of my office like his ass is on fire, and I groan as I sink back in my seat. This paperwork should have been filed when I was gone and I can’t believe that it’s not done yet. It has to be filed tonight, at the latest, and I already know that I’ll be working until close to midnight.

I scrub my hands down my face and grab my phone, hitting Clara’s name.

“Please tell me that you’re calling to fire me,” she says, sounding half asleep.

“No, the exact opposite. I need you to come back to the office.”

“No.”

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