Boss. Katy Evans

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      He points to the bar and I shake my head. “I’ll wait here awhile.”

      Ben shrugs and wanders off alone, grabbing another glass of champagne as he saunters into the thick of the party. I curse myself for being no fun, but tonight is about business for me. I have to be ready.

      I spot Ellie chatting with the other girls and smile at her, motioning that I’ll be right over. I make a trip to the bathroom and when I emerge, male voices coming from a nook down the hall catch my attention.

      British-accented voices.

      “...hope you act responsible for once like your brother. I’m asking Alexandra to take you on and report to me as you learn the ropes and that’s that.”

      “I don’t need to be taken on by your favorite pet. I know a thing or two about business.”

      “Right. Dropping out of college to travel around the world taught you all the ropes?”

      “Gut instinct. Believe me, Pops, you can learn things out in the streets that you can’t learn in a classroom.”

      “Well all I know is this is the only chance you’re getting, Kit. Your brother already has a—”

      “I know William made it big on his own. I never asked for this company. You want me here. Face it.”

      “True. So show me I wasn’t wrong.”

      “You’re not wrong, but I appreciate you letting me bring my own cards to the table and not stepping on my toes.”

      I ease away when the voices sound closer and hurry back into the ballroom.

      And seriously?

       Ouch.

      I’m smarting over being called pet. I’m not Alastair’s pet. I like pleasing my boss. Hell, I need this job. It’s not my fault Kit has it all on a silver platter and doesn’t want someone like me looking over his shoulder and reporting back to his dad. I’m fuming and feeling irritated at the guy. It also irks me that he’s young and that he’s handsome, and that for a moment there, on the day we met, I was interested in him in a way I haven’t been interested in a man in a long time. I felt something. A connection.

      Stupid Alex.

      I shake my head at myself, then scan the room for Ellie. There’s sudden loud applause coming from the main ballroom. Alastair must be about to make his speech. Trying to forget what I just heard, I enter the room and push through the crowd to get a good spot at the front. This speech matters to me more than I want to let on. I’ll be sad to see Alastair go.

      When I reach the stage, the applause is dying down and Alastair is standing with a microphone, looking casually cool and collected as usual. As if the conversation between him and his youngest son was nothing out of the ordinary.

      “Good evening, everyone. Welcome to my retirement party. I know you’re all thrilled to see me go, and I see some of you are already celebrating so much you won’t remember this whole evening even happened.”

      There are laughs and cheers from the corner of the room. I suspect it’s Tim and Ben in their semidrunken state, but I’m praying for the sake of our department’s reputation that it’s someone else.

      “Now before I get far too drunk myself—” Alastair pauses amid another smattering of laughter “—I’d like to say some thank-yous.”

      I scan the room to see if I can spot Kit but the crowd is too thick to see much of anything.

      “Thanks to my trusted friend and finance manager, Erin Gough,” Alastair is saying, “To Ben, on the technical side of things. We’d trip up without you, Benny! And I’d especially like to thank my design team. For an app like Cupid’s Arrow, you need a vision, and my most faithful employee helped me bring my idea to life.” He finally spots me in the crowd and fixes me with his amber eyes, so much like Kit’s. “Thank you endlessly, Alexandra Croft, for working far too hard to make my dream a reality.”

      I blush as the crowd applauds. I’ve always known that Alastair holds me in high regard, but it’s nice to hear his appreciation. He winks at me as he sets his microphone back on the stand, then picks it back up. It can only mean he’s about to introduce his son. Nerves seize me again as I remember Kit’s amber eyes and the connection I felt between us when we met, but I have to keep cool. This isn’t like me. Not at all.

      “Now, despite my retirement, I do plan to pop in from time to time to observe how my company is doing. There will, of course, be new management, and it’s my great honor to introduce my successor tonight. I hope that he can do me proud as we enter a new era at Cupid’s Arrow.”

       This is it. Here he comes.

      “Please give a warm welcome to my pride and joy, my son, Kit Walker!”

      Loud applause erupts around me, but my senses are engulfed by the man taking the stage.

       Four

      I can’t believe it, but my nipples actually prick when Kit steps up to the microphone. Is it possible that he’s even more handsome than I remember? His hair is standing up, going this way and that, his tie knotted loosely in the collar of his shirt with its top button undone.

      He starts speaking in that lovely British accent. I try not to get sucked in by the deep timbre of his voice.

      If I’ve learned one thing in the years I’ve worked as a designer it’s that good product design is like a good man. Both are rare.

      It’s almost impossible to find a design good enough to compliment a good product, and it’s even harder to find a product good enough to match a good design. And the same goes for men: personality and good looks rarely go hand in hand, and I’m sure that Kit Walker is no exception to that rule.

      It’s such a shame when the contents don’t match the packaging.

      “When I told my father I was ready to get down to business,” Kit is saying, “he asked me, what business?” There’s laughter. “Because you see, Cupid’s Arrow is more like love than work to my father. This company has always been more like his family. It’s enough to make me jealous.”

      He’s cool and casual and upbeat as he teases the crowd, acting like he’d just gotten an award for being the world’s most clever schoolboy or something. I can tell that he’s cocky and full of himself and I suddenly resent that. I also resent how the crowd is calling out to him from the sidelines, every employee thinking he can be chums with the new boss. Good grief. This guy has done absolutely nothing to earn his position. He hasn’t even worked a day at Cupid’s Arrow yet and everybody already loves him.

      Or pretends to.

      “Are you impressed by your team at Cupid’s Arrow, Kit?” one of the rowdier men calls out.

      “Well, I have to say, I can’t wait to work with such a beautiful bunch of people,” Kit replies breezily, his attention finally falling on Erin from accounting, who’s been waving from the sidelines as СКАЧАТЬ