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something small on their way out to work or shopping, a kiosk near the entrance to the Housing towers, or on the path to Business would be a good idea. In fact…it looked there was already a structure for that particular purpose.
    I had to grin. Finn really had thought of everything. Couldn’t help but admire his mind. And his efficiency. In fact, there were a lot of things to admire about Finn.
    I grumbled. I couldn’t get distracted by that line of thought. We worked together, so I just had to keep it to professional admiration.
    I watched the trees as I walked, remembering the phone calls last night. I hadn’t slept well afterward despite being tired. Maybe the champagne had had something to do with it as well. I’d had two glasses right before bed. If I’d known I was going to get those calls, I probably would have had one more.
    Or not. It made sense to stay on my toes. Just in case.
    The same security guard manned the Business lobby. I made a note to get his name when I came down next time.
    On the twenty-second floor, Leslie was already at her desk. She stood when I exited the elevator and smiled. “Coffee?”
    “You read my mind.” I glanced around, looking for the coffee maker, then followed her to a room in between the offices. It was a cozy, with a table and counter for the appliances, as well as a stainless steel refrigerator standing next to a wall of cabinets.
    “Ms. Evans, I’m happy to bring it to your office,” Leslie said.
    See? I wasn’t the only one with the itch to stay professional. “Please call me Charlotte. And please tell me those are banana nut muffins.”
    The entire counter was filled with food, mostly breakfast items, but also small snacks for later in the day.
    “Banana nut or blueberry today,” Leslie said. “I picked them up from Crumbles–it just opened up in the Entertainment Community. If you have any requests in the future, just let me know. Or your assistant.”
    “My assistant?” I asked.
    She smiled. “When you hire one, of course. In the meantime, I’ll be happy to get anything you need.”
    “Thank you.”
    Leslie poured coffee and gestured to the door. “Really, Charlotte. Get settled in and I’ll bring you the coffee and a muffin. Fruit, too?”
    It was too much. At my last job, I’d been an intern for two years and then finally worked my way up just to have to take a leave of absence. Which turned into a two-week notice. I had been the assistant there. Now I was being assisted. I was sure Finn was used to it, but it was foreign to me.
    It sent a pang of longing straight through me. What if I had to leave for some reason? What if Mark found me and I was forced to run again? I was already falling in love with this place. I didn’t want to say goodbye.
    I left Leslie to deal with the coffee and walked to my office, keeping my gaze from straying through the glass panels of Finn’s. He used to be an early riser. He was probably already in. Probably already deep into his workday. Might as well get myself settled before I bothered him.
    I already had a list of items I needed to speak with him about and a list of items I needed to go through in my own head before eventually speaking with him. In spite of my anger about our history, I still wanted to prove myself to him. I wanted him to know how capable I was of doing this job, and just how perfect I was for it.
    Passing another desk that would be for my assistant, I entered the office and did a quick scan of the space.
    It was half the size of Finn’s–the one I’d eventually end up in if I stayed here–but it was still impressive. Another long bank of windows with a similar view, stretching so far west I was sure I saw a glimpse of the ocean. The desk was imposing but comfortable, with a cushioned chair I already knew I’d spend many hours in. There was a circular meeting table by the window and a small bar that also looked like the one in Finn’s office.
    Leslie breezed in, coffee and breakfast in hand.