68-Oh How The Tables Have Turned

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Harry's pov

I rubbed my chin reading, it was a rough draft of a renewal contract for a hospital we've had some disagreements with so I'm making sure my terms are clear

There was a knock I ignored it to finish off a sentence my ball point pen underlining it as I finished it had to be more clearly written

I am a man who will find loop holes in everything so I make it a point to be as clear cut as possible so no misunderstandings can be had

Evans and I would actually do this for fun write fake contracts and have each other pick them apart... that was when I was still in college I smiled to myself I should do that again just to see if he remembers

I realized there was still knocking "come in!"

"Mr.Styles you're late for a meeting" that same blonde girl that I still couldn't form a sense of recollection about

I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled out my phone no notifications I pulled up my calendar on my computer and still nothing "are you sure?" Wouldn't be the first time she was wrong

"Ive been told they are already in the meeting room" she had a snide tone I'd get rid of her but she keeps Drake happy, his productivity is up, so whatever she's doing for him in his office stays in his office

I stood up and fixed my suit waving her out of my way closing my door behind me as she stood next to me "you understand I am taken don't you?"

Her jaw dropped "I was just standing here!"

I nodded "yes but it's a general statement" I walked toward the meeting room I got to the door and paused what would this even be about?

It'll be the first time in a very long time I'm going into something blind and I might even have to bluff my way through it

I opened the door "terribly sorry to keep you waiting I-"

It was a single woman and as she turned from looking out the large window my face cracked "oh Baby Girl!" She was in a red dress with a black blazer that was obviously not for pregnant women I could see the lone button struggling to hold over her bump and black heels

"It's Ms.Donnelly" she hummed walking over to me

I cocked an eyebrow "Ms.Baby Girl?"

The corner of her lip tugged up a little "fine"

I grabbed her waist pulling her against me "what are you doing here? Calling a meeting?"

She nodded "I have a business proposal for you and a contract for terms and conditions for a continuation of our relationship" she sounded wildly professional and she didn't even hold me back

I was intrigued however "a contract? I thought we were done with contracts"

"Correction I am done however you are not please have a seat Mr.Styles I don't wanna waste anymore of your precious time than necessary" professional Alexis was making for a very unprofessional passion in me

I let her go and sat down she sat down and undid the button of her blazer she put a floral folder on the table opening it she pulled out a paper- or rather- a few papers stapled together she slid the papers to me

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