“What are you waiting for? Our client, Michael Clayton, CEO of Finserve Inc. will be here any minute. Get ready,” said Nicholas, but the glint in his eyes surprised Alyssa, as if he knew what she was expecting.
“I’m ready, as always. You’re the one going green seeing every Phil and Darren talk to me.” Alyssa tossed her hair and walked over to check the equipment, leaving Nicholas chuckling at her sass.
“I see. What else do you expect me to be? Give me what I need and I’ll not get green at all,” he drawled, watching her with hooded eyes as he settled into his chair. He wanted to say more, but didn’t want her to react right in front of Michael.
“I won’t ask what you need since I guess that’s what you’re expecting me to,” she said with an impish smile on her face. Nicholas smirked at her
