Page 74 of My Grumpy Alpha
Shit.
I slowly stand and grab the iPad as well as the printed-out schedule for him and lower my head. I just have to prepare for battle.
I knock and then open the door.
Gabe’s tie is off, he's leaning back against the couch but when he sees me he bounces right up like he’s not exhausted.
“I’ll just leave you to your meeting.”
He smiles, walks right by me, and closes the door behind me.
I'm not running but I'm not exactly sprinting toward Eli at this point, he’s bent over his desk, both palms on it, papers everywhere, laptop open, hair a ruffled mess.
No tie.
Just an open black button-up shirt and black pants.
I clear my throat.
“Sir, I have your schedule.”
He jerks his head up.
“Say it again.”
“I have your schedule.”
“Not that part.”
"Sir?”
His face is impossible to read as he comes around the desk and walks toward me. I slowly back away until I’m trapped between him and his bookcase.
"I lied,” he whispers.
“About what?”
“Being your enemy today.” He closes his eyes and presses a kiss to my forehead as if asking for permission, then takes the iPad and papers away from me and slowly sets them on the chair next to the bookcase.
He comes back and braces his hands over my head, trapping me, but not doing anything.
I swallow slowly.
“I lied too.”
He tilts his head.
“About what?”
I shake my head.
He leans in.
And it’s all over before it even begins as a knock sounds and another board member walks in.
“Oh sorry, were you two in a meeting?”
Talk about blue lady balls.
