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Ms. Sun, pokes her head through the gap and smiles at her.
     
    “Are we almost done here, Megan?” She asks, scanning the room the before stepping inside.
     
    “Um, yeah, I think so.” Megan says, looking over at the conference room round table. “Those are the right finance booklets, yeah?”
     
    “They seem to be.” Her boss says, walking over to the table and picking up a packet before flipping through the pages.
     
    “Megan?” Ms. Sung asks her as she places the booklet back down on the table. “Can you do me a favor and get a few bottles of water out of the break room for everyone?”
     
    “Yeah, no problem.” She says, smiling softly at her boss before looking up at the door way.
     
    She sees a man looking back at her. He’s tall with a mop of short, scruffy looking blond hair on the top of his head. His light stubble takes nothing away from his sharp jaw and his broad shoulders sit squarely under a fine, tailored grey suit.  She smiles at him, her eyes squinting, trying to remember before she gives him a little wave. There’s no way it’s actually him. He’s far too attractive to be the little scrawny kid she remembers.
     
    “Oh how rude of me.” Ms. Sung says, her heels clicking across the tile as she walks toward the conference room doorway to stand between them. “Megan, this is our new CEO Mr. Peter Marks. Mr. Marks, this is Megan, she’s our receptionist, my right hand lady.” She smiles.
     
    Holy crap.
     
    “Hello.” She whispers, looking into the CEO’s bright blue eyes sitting atop his high cheek bones as she brushes her hair behind her ears.
     
    “Hi there.” He says, his voice deep and soft as he holds out his hand toward Megan.
     
      She grabs it, feeling his warm, tight grip against her fingers as they shake hands.
     
    “It’s nice to meet you.” She whispers, letting go of his hand as she smiles at him. “Let me just get those waters and I’ll be right back.” She says, as he nods and moves out of her way.
     
    She pulls a small case of waters from the stainless steel break room refrigerator, scooping them up in her arms and holding them against her chest before walking back down the long hall to the conference room.
     
    Megan knocks on the door before slowly pushing it open.
     
    “Water’s here.” She whispers, nodding at her boss as she makes her way to the table, placing a bottle in front of each board member.
     
      She walks around the table, toward Peter, placing the cold bottle in front of him.
     
    “Here you go.” She says, softly smiling at him.
     
    “Thank you, Megan.” He whispers, his voice deep and soft as his piercing blue eyes staring into hers, catching them and holding them in his gaze.
     
    “You’re welcome.” She whispers back, before clearing her throat and turning toward the door.
     
    Her heart flutters as she walks out of the conference room, closing the door behind her. Surely that can’t be the Peter she knows, for he would never have had this effect on her.

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
     
      Megan sighs as she chews on the cap end of her pen as she waits for the faxes to finally feed through the machine.
     
    “Meetings are boring.” She hears a deep, husky voice say from behind her.
     
    She turns her head, looking behind her to see Peter leaning against the wall of the reception area, resting his elbow on the granite and his chin in his palm.
     
    “They can be, I guess.” She says, walking toward him and dragging her fingers along the granite as she smiles shyly.
     
    “I’m not used to having to sit and listen.” He says, standing up stall and stretching his shoulders up as he holds onto the wall. “Especially when it’s stuff I don’t really care about.” He leans in, whispering to her and letting out a small laugh.
     
    “You’ll adjust.” She says, as she tosses her pen onto her desk.
     
    “Hopefully.” He says, his eyes wandering up to the flickering, hanging light son the ceiling.