Emily Harper
Despite the unceremonious dinner invitation from Rye, I found myself smiling. I knew I should have been mad at him for dragging me away from spending time with my best friend. However, for some reason, I couldn't resist the way he smiled at me. His eyes twinkled and his lips pouted just enough to make me swoon. What is happening to me? I'm becoming like a schoolgirl with a crush! I thought as we walked in silence to the elevator. I wanted to shove the thoughts aside, but I was feeling good. And these past few months, good was rare. So I kept it, no matter what form it has taken.
It was already thirty minutes past six pm when we walked out of the Executive department. On the way down, Rye had offered to carry my purse for me, but I had declined out of politeness. Besides, I d
