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“I’ll get my executive assistant to courier the tickets overnight,” Easton says.
“Sounds great.”
“I have to go, but I wanted to make sure to share the good news.”
“Thanks again, Easton!”
“Anytime, Beckett.”
I hang up.
My head is already swimming with ideas, and I’m basking in the glory of how much of a game changer this could be for our company. An unexpected overseas trip with Arianne is also a definite plus.
Speaking of Miss Holy Chic…
I pull open the last drawer of my desk, curiosity revving my engine.
Nothing.
Huh?
I rummage through my drawer, but I can’t find what I’m looking for.
I search again.
I sit back against my seat as realization sets in.
Someone disobeyed me.
Chapter 24
Arianne
I’m immersed in my meeting with SCORE’s design team when a text message flies across my screen. I do a double take when I notice Beckett’s name.
Shit.
Dread twists my stomach. Worried I’ll get busted, I snatch the phone from the table and place it on my lap.
It vibrates again.
Unable to contain my curiosity, I unlock it, and try to read the message as inconspicuous as possible.
“Do you need to get that?” Flora Crandell, the head of design, asks.
“I’m sorry,” I say, embarrassed. “I’ll be just a minute.”
“Sure. We’ve had you trapped in here for the last two hours,” she says.
“Thanks,” I say with a small smile.
I drop my eyes to my phone.
Beckett: I thought we had an understanding. After a long and demanding day, I expected a reward, but I won’t get one because you ignored my command.
My cheeks burst into flames.
Arianne: Your request is totally unreasonable and it would compromise me.
