A ping brought back Nicole from her musing about what Chelsea would have been doing there. She shrugged and got in, a small frown on her face though. There was a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach. Bianca was waiting for her when she got to her destination. The other woman looked as great as usual. Her hair was down in waves around her shoulders, her gray pencil skirt coming down to her knees which was paired with a pink silk blouse and nude heels.
“Hello, Miss. Nicole,” Bianca smiled easily. “Marko is waiting for you in his office. But before you head in, what would you like for lunch?”
“Just Nicole, please,” Nicole smiled at her. “And I will have whatever Marko will be having.”
Bianca lowered her face, hiding a smile, “ Well, that might be a problem.”
Nicole frowned, “why is t
