Page 6 of Twelve Days of Christmas (Sixty Five Hours #1.5)

ON THE SIXTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS…

Monday mornings are filled with planning meetings, progress meetings and team meetings. I barely even have time for lunch.

I ask Rachel to grab me a sandwich I can eat at my desk, and imply she’d be most kind if she could put this – I hold up a neatly wrapped box – on Cameron’s desk.

She grins and skips into his empty office, placing the present, no doubt, perfectly positioned on his desk.

I get lost in product design and phone calls, and I don’t see Cameron walk into his office.

I turn to see him through the glass walls, sitting at his desk holding his already unwrapped gift in his hand.

He looks up at me and grins. I can see his eyebrows lift mischievously, and I chuckle. I then have to explain to the set designer I’m talking to on the phone, that I wasn’t laughing at him.

I watch Cameron as he wraps the expensive gold silk tie around his wrist, holding it up to show me.

Smiling, I shake my head telling him no.

He pouts, and this time I cover the phone when I chuckle.

Then Cameron slips it around his neck, and I nod yes.

He knows it’s expensive. He knows quality when he sees it.

He pulls it from around his neck and gently folds it, placing it back in the box. Then he looks at me through the glass walls and smiles, suddenly shy.

It’s then I notice Rachel is standing in my office watching our silent conversation, and Cameron’s embarrassed.

She giggles at me, and I grin at her.

“You’re so in love,” she says, sighing dramatically.

Yes.

Yes, I am.