“You’re going for a date?” My secretary, who I seriously believed had to be some kind of supernatural being and not a human, asked me while I was getting a different shirt out from the closet in my office.
“Not really.” I tried sounding like I didn’t care at all.
“Well, you are taking out the shirt, which I’ve seen you wearing for only very important meetings so far. And since you asked me to book Italian… I can put two and two together.” Her smirk and arms crossed in front of her chest told me it wasn’t the best time to be joking right now.
“Fine. It might be a date.” I exhaled, hoping she would leave me alone. I had to make sure she wouldn’t continue talking. I had to focus to get the atmosphere tonight right. The sooner Zia completely trusted me and I had her heart in my grasp, the s
