Leyla’s POV
In my office, coding as always, I watch Linda hand me a cup of coffee I did not ask for.
She does not do that unless she wants a favor. I raise my face as a sign of asking her what she wants.
I hear a knock at the door, and she shouts, “Come in!” I concentrate on the door knowingly. Whoever is coming through that door has something to do with Linda’s actions right now.
Alex walks in standing still at the door after closing it and I turn my eyes to Linda, who is so welcoming with a wide smile.
“Why did you allow him in my office.... with a welcoming face?” I wonder, then it gets to me. “Oooh my God!... Did he finally notice you and hit on you?”
She speaks in a faint voice just for the two of us to hear. “A little of hitting on me. He finally said, I quote. ‘Hello Linda, I
