Emily
“Hey, you’re the new girl, right?”
I froze mid-step, a coffee tray in hand. The man leaning against the doorframe of the conference room looked like he belonged on a magazine cover– crisp white shirt rolled at the sleeves, veins on his arm, collar open and a smirk on his perfect face.
“I’m Emily,” I said quickly. “Just a temp.”
I'd been extra punctual today, still in disbelief over the activities of yesterday with the CEO. The plan was simple– keep my head down, do my job, and avoid stepping on anyone's toes, especially my bosses.
“Temporary or not, you’re turning heads.” He extended a hand. “Julian Black. CMO. Also the guy who makes work fun.”
I tried not to blush when I felt the warmth of his palm on mine. “Nice to meet you.”
He grinned. “You’ve got the CEO wrapped around yo
