Chapter 9: D-Day
My week was a rollercoaster. It had a perfect balance of good, bad and downright shocking days. Still, I was glad that I was ending it on a good note. Besides, what was better than a Friday night dinner with the newest CEO and most eligible bachelor in town?
I couldn’t think of anything else at the moment.
I successfully avoided Mike for most of the day, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape the occasional check-ins accompanied with a complimentary coffee and bagel to ‘help me feel better.’ I smiled weakly every time he turned up at my desk, perfectly hiding the excitement I felt for tonight’s upcoming event.
When I finished for the day, I was out of the office at the speed of light. I snuck out like the coward I truly was.
“You’re leaving early,” I heard Mike say, looking delicious as always in a green corduroy shirt and jeans.