Page 50 of The Game
I have about 20 minutes before our meeting, so I can swing by the PR department to see if I can catch Sarah.
Even though she is the main source of those frustrations, she’s also the one who will lift my sour mood. I walk down the hall, and when I get there, a man is standing opposite Sarah.
I pause, watching the exchange before making myself known.
Who is he?
Does she have a boyfriend?
The thought never really crossed my mind, since our connection has been powerful ever since our first meeting.
But I didn’t really take the time to ask her either. She wouldn’t keep up this thing between us if she had a boyfriend, would she?
Just as the thought comes to me, I feel relieved of my worries.
“Seth, seriously. What are you even doing here? You didn’t get the internship spots you wanted, now grow up and work harder instead of terrorizing me on my job.”
Seeing her stand up to this douchebag brings a smile to my lips.
She’s strong and sexy as she stands her ground, arms crossed and chin high. A lot as she does with me, actually, whenever I rile her up.
This is different, though.
Usually, she has desire in her eyes, but now all I sense is annoyance.
“I don’t even know why you and Jessica got your first choices; the selection committee must have had a stroke that day.” I step forward quickly.
“Is there a problem here?” I ask as I move next to Sarah, whose eyes widen, probably wondering how much I overheard from this jerk.
“Alexander McGregor! Wow, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m such a big fan,” Seth, the idiot, reaches out his hand, but I don’t move a muscle.
Hell no, I will not shake hands with a jerk who just spoke badly to Sarah.
“There is no pleasure on my end. Care to explain why you spoke so poorly to our brilliant intern, Sarah?”
Seth gulps, realizing I heard what he said to her, calling him out on his comments and making it clear that I know Sarah and how well she’s doing here.
“Oh, that, I was just joking, we’re friends from school, you see, we like to joke around.” I catch his desperate look as he casts it toward Sarah, pleading with his eyes that she doesn’t reveal his lie.
I’m no fool, though. There are no friendly feelings on her end, and from how he just spoke to her, the feeling seems mutual.
“Just leave, Seth, before I have security escort you out. I don’t want to see you here again,” she spits out, and he quickly scurries out the door.
I step in front of her, her eyes seething at the spot he just left.
I place my hands on her arms and rub them gently, drawing her eyes to mine and softening some of her anger.
“You okay there?” I ask, she breathes out before answering,
“Yeah, I’m fine. He’s just an idiot, not worth my time.” I feel my own pulse pounding as my curiosity takes over.
“An ex-boyfriend?” That brings a smirk to her lips.
“You jealous there, captain?” I don’t bother denying it; the sooner she realizes my intentions with her, the better.
“If he’s an ex, then hell yes, I’m jealous. He’s had someone I intend on making mine.” That shuts her up real quick.
I love it when I surprise her with bluntness.
