Forty-five minutes later, I arrived at work. After signing in at the security desk, I headed to the fifth floor. June paced the front office.
“Tyson!” She all but jumped into my arms with relief. “I’m so happy you could make it. You know we’re having a major sales push right now and people have been calling in non-stop.”
“It’s okay. Take a deep breath. I’m ready to dive in. Let me go to my desk and get situated, all right?” I kissed her cheek, then walked by the reception desk and headed down the hall. Grabbing some coffee from the break room along the way, I wound my way through the maze of cubicles until I reached my work area.
“Hey, Tyson,” a deep voice said, making me trip over my feet and spill coffee on my desk.
Fuck. Me. What was he doing here? Grabbing some tissues from the box
