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“You’re working on it from home? On a Friday?” That was…not what she expected
“Always” A soft ding sounded and his fingers made only the briefest of pauses as they clickity-clacked across the keyboard “That’ll be your bags”
Cheeks burning at the obvious dismissal, Clover spun on the ball of her foot and marched back down the way she’d come Fine Let Mr Work From Home pound his frustration out on the poor defenseless keyboard She’d do the fake backstory plotting on her own Hisabout how they met at a wine and paint class where Sawyer had been the nude model
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“You crackhead!” Clover railed, her voice not needing to be too loud in the all glass and metal penthouse for it to carry everywhere “Don’t do it You are waaaaaaaay overspending”
Sawyer glanced up at the eone on about twenty ing along to Top 40 She’d done it for hours, her alto filling up the otherwise silent penthouse Of course she’d sing as she unpacked and did whatever else she’d been doing for the past few hours He’d done his best not to picture it Especially when he’d heard the shower turn on Nope He hadn’t iined her naked and soapy as the water slid down her crea, he had just…rhythmically cleared his throat…on key Thank God she’dat the people on the TV
“Ugh Not pink” She e is make a woman’s bedroom doesn’t mean it has to be pink!”
Calling hi sun’s light streaibberish on his screen Nuical rando shit at the zoo So much for his sacred work from home time For the second ti
The first time he’d hit the delete button had been after his mom had called He hadn’t picked up Not the first time Not the second time And definitely not the third If he had, hiswas up Fridays wer
e sacrosanct for him and everyone knew it He worked without interruption from the tilass of single-malt Scotch and the eleven pm international business roundup podcast It was usually hisday of the week
“Ohhhh,” Clover crooned “That is a brilliant idea for retooling that ratty chair”
The six-hotel job in Rio? The pitch had coh-rise office co piece of a proposal for a luxury tower in London? Happened on a Friday But this Friday? He’d come up with exactly shit even as the clock ticked down on the call for proposals on the Singapore trio of high-rises job Why? Because instead of being able to concentrate, he’d been quietly hu to whatever pop crap Clover had warbled
“Fuck this” He pushed back from his desk and strode to the door This was his house He could tell her to be silent Order her, really He was the boss
He got to the door and…hesitated He peeked around the doorfra—the penthouse took up one quarter of the top floor of The Carlyle High-Rise Each of the four penthouses had a unique glass-and-steel extension on the building’s corner that allowed theree view of the city skyline The rest of the penthouse was ht shot visual fro room Instead of thescreen, there was a wo to town on a chair with a power saw All he could see of Clover was the back of her head as the screen had her total attention
“You are going to kick those douchebags’ patriarchal asses!” Clover said, raising her fist in the air above the back of the couch