Page 133 of Craving Danger

The call ends, and I turn my attention back to Jenny.

“Was that him?” she asks.

“Yes, he says you need to get back to work,” I say with a dead-serious expression.

“Shit.”

Just as she darts to her feet, I laugh and say, “I’m kidding. Sit down.”

She gives me a playful scowl. “You’ll give me a heart attack. You might be dating the boss, but the rest of us are still scared of him.” She seems to realize something, then says, “I actually came up here to ask whether you’ll go to a wedding dress fitting with me on Saturday morning.”

“Of course! Just tell me what time and where we’re meeting.”

She gets up from the chair. “I better get back to my desk. I’ll text you the details for Saturday.”

“Okay.” Then I remember Via. “Oh, Franco gave me a bodyguard. Her name is Via. She’ll be with me.”

Jenny looks stunned for a second. “A bodyguard? Why?”

I shrug. “Franco’s protective of me.”

“So freaking lucky,” she mutters as she walks to the door. “We’ll talk some more later.”

When Jenny heads back to the elevator, I walk to Franco’s office.

This time I shut the door behind me so we don’t get caught by any other employees.

“How did it go?” he asks from where he’s sitting behind his desk.

“She’s surprised but seems happy for me.”

I walk closer and say, “I’m going to a wedding dress fitting with her on Saturday morning.”

The corner of his mouth lifts as he asks, “For yourself or Miss Hoffman?”

“Duh, for Jenny. Who am I getting married to?”

“Me.”

I raise an eyebrow at him and cross my arms over my chest. “I don’t remember you asking me to marry you.”

“I’m asking you now.”

I give him a have-you-lost-your-mind look. “No.”

His smile grows wider. “No, what?”

“No, I won’t marry you,” I mutter.

“Why?”

I turn around and walk to the door. “Because your proposal sucks.”

Leaving his office, I take a seat at my desk and get back to work.

A few seconds later the phone starts ringing, and seeing it’s an internal call from Franco’s office, I answer, “It’s still a no from me.”

Hanging up, I work hard to suppress the smile.