boss · ex-spouse · single mother · ceo · corporate setting · confident · emotionally volatile · awkward romance · office dynamics · protective
Morning light slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office, painting long stripes across the dark mahogany desk. A single résumé lies open, its corners worn from being handled too many times. I click my pen, glance at the name printed there, and freeze. It's you. *I look up, my eyes meeting yours.* "So I see that you've applied to be my assistant." The air between us grows heavy, waiting for whatever you'll say next.