Power – Enemies to Lovers Office Romance Read Online J.D. Hollyfield

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Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
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“Yeah, okay.” I can’t help but roll my eyes at that.

Her smile becomes gentle, and she pats my thigh. “Babe, attraction is attraction.”

“He is not attracted to me. And there’s a difference between thinking he’s hot and liking him. And, again, I need this job. Until I find something else, the best thing to do is stay out of his way.”

She leans forward to grab the bottle and slouches into the couch. “Okay, Evans. Whatever you say.”

“Oh, shut up and go get another bottle.”

“I love when you get bossy with me. Any chance you wanna go see if four-A wants to join us?”

Chapter ten

Fay

The gods are shining on me when I get into the office the next day. Theo is away at a meeting, and I can drink my coffee in peace and use company resources to research and apply for jobs.

A cook at a diner? Pass. Food truck cook? “Ugh, not that desperate.” Pass. I click again, not interested in flipping burgers at the famous arch. I take a sip of my coffee. “I’d rather stay working for an asshole—”

“Who exactly is the asshole?”

I jerk in my seat, spilling my coffee down my blouse. “Shit—shoot. No one.” I hurry and click out of the job site. “I was reading my horoscope.”

Theo looks scrumptious in a fitted black suit. Unlike his usual attire, he isn’t wearing a tie. The top button of his shirt is open, exposing a sliver of his chest. He takes a closer step. “And what did it say?”

“What did what say?”

“Your horoscope.”

Oh, yeah. “You know, the typical. Today’s a great day to be a go-getter. Don’t ignore that intuition about a friend. Avoid cheap Chinese food at all costs.” Trust me, that should be in everyone’s daily reading.

“And the asshole part?”

“Oh,” I wave at him, “just calling the reading an asshole. I mean, if you don’t eat Chinese food from a hole in the wall, is it really Chinese food?”

And there’s the look I swear I’ve been seeing. The spark I want to deny but can’t. I cross my legs, and his eyes fall to my lap. I ignore it and straighten. “Did you need coffee? Your agenda?”

“I hear you submitted a change of address with HR.”

“What?” I look up at him, bewildered that he already knows this information. Especially since I submitted the request less than an hour ago. “Wow, your HR is really on top of things. Did they also report the color underwear I’m wearing today?”

He blinks, and his jaw tightens. “My agenda and coffee.” He turns and disappears into his office.

Okay then.

Theo

I shut my office door and sit at my desk, tossing the file on top. I grab my phone and press the extension I need. “IT, this is Jason.”

“Jason. Theo Monroe. I need you to put a site block on the computer for Fay Evans.”

“Like stop them from getting on social media?”

“No. Any site related to job search engines. If she tries to use it, I want it blocked.”

“Oh, okay, I can do that. I’ll configure her network to reject anything concerning those IP addresses.”

“Good.” I go to hang up but stop. “Actually, is there a way to reconfigure her search so our company website comes up instead?” I smirk.

“No doubt. On it.”

Fay

I’m closing my computer for the day when Kyle approaches my desk.

“Hey.”

“Hey yourself.”

He stops in front of me. “Looks like you’re done for the day. Any chance you wanna join—”

“She’s working late,” Theo spits out as he storms past us and disappears into his office.

“Or not.” Kyle shoves his hands in his pocket. “Maybe we should try for a weekend—”

“Miss Evans, in my office now!”

I roll my eyes at Theo’s booming voice. “I’m sorry. Raincheck?”

“Yeah, sure.”

So much for going home and binge-watching reality TV. I leave him and walk into Theo’s office. “There’s no need to yell. I can hear just fine.”

He loosens his tie and takes a seat at his desk. “The Williamsburg meeting notes had errors and need to be reworked. We’ll be working through dinner, so order some takeout.”

I sigh. It’s pointless to argue. “Where would you like me to order from?”

“Your choice.”

“Any allergies?” I ask.

He lifts his head. “Yeah, to terrible food.”

“Got it.” I head out, but he calls me back.

“Order a lot. It’s going to be a long night.”

Great. Just what I need. More time alone with him. “Right.”

When his phone rings, he answers it, and his lips thin. “No. I said—I don’t give a damn.” His brows furrow. “Fine. I know.” He hangs up without saying goodbye and stands.

“Never mind. You can go home.”

“What—why? I thought we had to work—”

“Now we don’t. Have a good evening, Miss Evans.” Grabbing his suit jacket and laptop bag, he exits his office, dismissing me.

“Yeah, okay,” I say to the now-empty room. I cock my head toward the door, making sure the coast is clear, then step toward his desk, curious who was on the call. Before I get too far, I stop myself. It’s none of my business.



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