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Sacks & Co.

I tippy-toed my way to the room, I didn't want to wake Derek up. I glanced towards his bedroom, and there was no light underneath his door. As I looked for some sign of him being awake, a feeling of guilt was felt from within. Was I lying to him by omitting the fact that his cousin was Adler? What if he was to find out, would he feel some resentment toward me since I have been sitting on this information?

Though those thoughts bothered me, it didn't feel like my place to tell Derek what his cousin did in his spare time. However, Derek could tell me a bit more about who Greyson was. Where he came from? What did he do? Was he with anyone?

I touched my lips as the idea of him kissing someone else danced in my mind. Would he dare? I sighed, "Why do you care Caroline?" It's not as if he was mine, it was just a dumb kiss. You have kissed plenty of men, do you love them too?

I slapped my face, "Did you really just say 'love'?"

My reflection looked at me. Looking at the silly lunatic who was making something so basic as a kiss seem like anything more than it was.

I woke up to the sound of my ringtone, I grunted as I tossed around my bed.

"Hello?"

"Miss. Sterling? This is Amanda, I'm calling regarding your personal assistant application at Sacks & Co. Am I speaking with Caroline?"

I quickly sat up, "Yes, this is ---I'm Caroline, yes"

Smooth. Could I be a bigger blitz if I tried, this is an assistant position and I just sounded like an idiot over the phone.

"Mr. Sacks is in need of a personal assistant, and your resume was the next in line, is today a good time at noon?"

I glanced over to the clock, it was 10:30 am, but I can't exactly say no.

"Perfectly fine, I will be there on the dot,"

I could hear her smile over the phone, "See you here, then"

I tossed the phone on the bed and sprung to my feet. What to wear? Dammit, I want something both presentable, but I also still want to look approachable. I have never been the best at sticking with boring gray suits. Who said women couldn't be both, fashionable & professional? A dress is only a dress, we add the tags to it: professional, club, slutty.

I fixed my makeup, just a little bit, nothing more than mascara and natural looking eyeliner. I squeezed into a black & white striped pencil skirt, navy blue lace top, and topped it off with a beige blazer. I fixed my couple of loose curls.

As I rushed to get out the door, I spotted Derek having a bowl of my fruity pebbles, which was odd.

"Hey, shouldn't you be at work today?" I questioned him; I stashed some granola bars into my purse.

"I'm sick," he said sniffling, "I have a fever, so it's best if I don't go into the office today," he walked back into his room. He did look dreadful, an incubus of bacteria.

"You look great, good luck with wherever you are going," he said peeking outside his door.

I returned a warm smile and finishing rushing to the door.

Confidence be confident. I repeated to myself. Half of the time, confidence will open the doors for you. It's a very powerful little thing, it can make the most fearful man appear as the most visionary leader.

"Miss Sterling, he's ready for you," Amanda's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I walked closely behind her. His office was at the top of the building, most offices on this level had huge see-through windows. Privacy was nowhere to be found. Everyone could see clearly through the glass door of every office. And besides the two solid walls, the back wall most of the time was only a huge window. The skyline of the city was amazing from high up here.

She held the door open for me. My eyes danced around; the room was every shade of grey. Every line was straight, every corner sharp, every pen in its rightful place. My jaw nearly hit the ground, when I saw those eyes staring back at me. The fluttery feeling in my stomach made my throat tightened. My heart raced, and my lips tried their best to not curl up into a smile. To not part, to not desire him once more.

"Greyson Sacks," he announced, the smirk across his lips, "Miss. Sterling, why don't you grab a seat?"