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“I’m not used to offices yet. I like to go out and do stuff.”
     
    “Like what?” She asks coyly, leaning into the wall, mimicking his pose from before. “What did Mr. Marks do before coming here?”
     
    “Business.” He says, tracing his fingers over the spots in the granite. “Trading.”
     
    “And I’m guessing it was your vagueness that landed you this job, right?” She says, smirking.
     
    “Hey, I know my way around finance.” He says as he smooths the arm of his coat jacket.
     
    “Hm, and what else do you know your way around?” Megan says, blushing as she realizes the innuendo.
     
    He smiles, a chuckle escaping from between his lips.
     
    “Maybe you’ll find out, Megan.” He says, winking, as he turns his back towards her and makes his way back down the hallway.
     
      She stands there, flushed red and heart fluttering, as she watches him turn back into the conference room.
     
    Her body jolts as she hears the fax machine beep and she shakes her head, taking a deep breath, looking down the empty hall one last time, before turning back to the machine and picking up her papers.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
    She pokes her avocado and spinach salad with a fork, dragging it through the poppy seed dressing on her plate in the cafeteria during her lunch break. Megan watches him as she brings her salad up to her mouth, gulping as she notices the ratio of broad, muscular shoulders to thin waist he’s hiding under his sport coat, making it all the more obvious when he jokingly pats the back of one of the members of the board he’s talking to, the motion pulling his jacket into his side and outlining his physic.
     
    “Can I sit?” She hears and she shakes out of her daze as she watches Benj pull out the chair across from her.
     
    “Yeah, of course.” She says, looking back down into her salad.
     
    “So,” He says, sitting down with his tray. “You figured out if he’s the same one yet?”
     
    “The same as?” She says, her eyes shifting up to look at her friend.
     
    “If he’s the same guy that you think you know.” He says, nodding his head over toward the laughing, tall, new CEO.
     
    “Oh, him.” She says, blushing, realizing that Benj had seen her staring. “Yeah, no, I’m not sure. I mean, we’re from the same town and he has the same name, but…. I don’t know.” She sighs. “I don’t recognise him like I thought I would, and if he knew me I’m sure he would have said something.”
     
    “Well, maybe you’ve both changed.” Benj says, biting into his sandwich. “But what I want to know is how does he even get a job like that?”
     
    “What do you mean?” She says putting another forkful of spinach into her mouth.
 
    “I mean, I’ve been here for years and no one offered me the job!” He says, before swallowing. “The guy’s still practically a little boy. They should have promoted from within to give one of us old guys a chance.”
     
    “You’re only 4 years older than I am.” She laughs as she wipes her face with her white, paper napkin. “And you’re also an accountant, so….”
     
    “So?” He says, squinting his eyes at her. “Accountant, Wall Street, what’s the difference?”
     
    She stifles a giggle as she glances over to the new CEO, their eyes catching. She bites her bottom lip and looks back down into her salad as he gives a small wave before beginning to walk over to their table.
     
    “Hi.” He says, patting Benj on the back before turning his attention to Megan. “How’s lunch?”
     
    “It’s lunch.” Megan says, a small, shy smile crossing over her lips.
     
    He nods.
     
    “Megan.” He says, standing tall over her. “I need you in my office this afternoon. I need some help with… something.” He says, a coy smile branding his face, before he turns his back on them and begins to walk away.
     
    “Oh,” She calls after him. “I’m not really an assistant. I’m more of an answer phones kind of girl. I’m