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Story: Not the Billionaire
“Absolutely.” Her mind returned to Kurtis again.
“Good thing you won’t have to.”
“What does that mean?”
He shook his head as he rubbed his palm down his face. “Nothing.”
Genevieve didn’t know what that was all about, but his line of questioning seemed a little too personal. She was relieved when the car pulled up to the main Schultz Chocolate office.
“Oh, I work at the Foundation. Can you drop me there instead?” She directed her question at the driver.
“I have a surprise for you first,” Sebastian announced.
Genevieve was confused as Sebastian led her down a long hallway on the fifth floor, where marketing and public relations was located. They passed by several offices, rounded a corner, and he opened a door to reveal an office space four times the size of her office at the Foundation. Her eyes took in the large wooden desk in front of a giant leather chair, then turned to the wall of windows looking out over the city. She walked quickly to the window and stared out at the Grand River below.
“This is amazing.”
“It’s yours.”
Her head whipped around to look at him. “What? Are you serious?”
“So, you like it?”
She felt suddenly overwhelmed. Her hand lifted to lay over her heart as she fought back unexpected tears. Don’t cry in front of the boss.
“Are you okay?” He moved closer, and his voice softened and filled with concern.
She bobbed her head up and down. “More than okay.”
“Good.” He tenderly touched her shoulder and smiled at her again.
“But I already have an office at the Foundation. Why would I need an office here?”
“The former head of marketing resigned last week, so this office is newly available. It makes sense for you to be here since you’ll be working closely with us on the regatta.”
“Us?”
“I’m inspired by your vision for this event. If you need me, I’m only an elevator ride away.”
“I appreciate that.” She took a seat at the desk and smiled contentedly.
A smile spread across Sebastian’s face as well.
“Where’s Kurtis’s office?” she asked.
“Kurtis?” The smile left his face. “Oh, right. Kurtis.”
“I’d like to talk to him and start working on a plan to get the word out as soon as possible.”
“I’ll let him know.” Sebastian seemed irritated as he walked out the door and down the hallway.
“Sebastian!” she called out.
He poked his head back into the room. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
He flashed her a killer smile before leaving again.
“Good thing you won’t have to.”
“What does that mean?”
He shook his head as he rubbed his palm down his face. “Nothing.”
Genevieve didn’t know what that was all about, but his line of questioning seemed a little too personal. She was relieved when the car pulled up to the main Schultz Chocolate office.
“Oh, I work at the Foundation. Can you drop me there instead?” She directed her question at the driver.
“I have a surprise for you first,” Sebastian announced.
Genevieve was confused as Sebastian led her down a long hallway on the fifth floor, where marketing and public relations was located. They passed by several offices, rounded a corner, and he opened a door to reveal an office space four times the size of her office at the Foundation. Her eyes took in the large wooden desk in front of a giant leather chair, then turned to the wall of windows looking out over the city. She walked quickly to the window and stared out at the Grand River below.
“This is amazing.”
“It’s yours.”
Her head whipped around to look at him. “What? Are you serious?”
“So, you like it?”
She felt suddenly overwhelmed. Her hand lifted to lay over her heart as she fought back unexpected tears. Don’t cry in front of the boss.
“Are you okay?” He moved closer, and his voice softened and filled with concern.
She bobbed her head up and down. “More than okay.”
“Good.” He tenderly touched her shoulder and smiled at her again.
“But I already have an office at the Foundation. Why would I need an office here?”
“The former head of marketing resigned last week, so this office is newly available. It makes sense for you to be here since you’ll be working closely with us on the regatta.”
“Us?”
“I’m inspired by your vision for this event. If you need me, I’m only an elevator ride away.”
“I appreciate that.” She took a seat at the desk and smiled contentedly.
A smile spread across Sebastian’s face as well.
“Where’s Kurtis’s office?” she asked.
“Kurtis?” The smile left his face. “Oh, right. Kurtis.”
“I’d like to talk to him and start working on a plan to get the word out as soon as possible.”
“I’ll let him know.” Sebastian seemed irritated as he walked out the door and down the hallway.
“Sebastian!” she called out.
He poked his head back into the room. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
He flashed her a killer smile before leaving again.
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