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I had already gotten. I had made a call to my dad the second I got into the office about one of Tyler’s presents. This time I didn’t take any shame in asking a favor from my father.
Will passed by my office dressed in his winter coat. “Why don’t you take off, Becca? It’s dead in the building. I’m not going to be in tomorrow . Last minute shopping, of course,” he added, resituating his satchel.
“You know what? I think I might. I still have a ton of stuff I need to get done before Christmas. Thanks Will.”
“No problem. Have a great holiday, Becca!” he said, walking backwards out of our offices.
I started to clean up my area and grab my things to take off, thankfully I just gained another hour to accomplish my tasks. I turned off my CAD computers and walked to the elevator and was met by a tall man in a basic suit. His hands were on his hips, revealing a badge on his belt buckle. He looked at me and smiled. His eyes were piercing blue against his pale skin, causing his short buzzed hair to appear black. I returned his smile as we waited for the elevator.
“Excuse me, but you’re Rebecca Stine, right?” he asked. Internally I rolled my eyes. I hated being called Rebecca.
“Becca,” I corrected, taking his outstretched hand. The elevator opened, and we both walked on.
He smiled at me, his eyes creasing. “I’m Detective Anderson. I have met with your father every now and then. He is a good man, very ethical.”
“ Yes, I agree.”
“Ju st like the Conklin’s, right?” he asked quickly.
I blinked at him, thrown off by his question.
“I would hope so, but I am just a junior commercial architect, Detective Anderson. I don’t really work closely with the head honchos.”
“But you drove Tyler Conklin’s Lexus SUV to work this morning?” he questioned, cocking his head.
I clenched my teeth, attempting to keep my expression bleak. What was I supposed to say? That I was sleeping with the owner’s son? That I am in love with the owner's son.
The elevator dinged as he shook his head and laughed. “Just an observation. It was nice to meet you, Becca Stine.” Detective Anders on walked off to the main lobby. Then the doors closed to take me to the garage parking lot. What a weird encounter. I blinked my eyes a few times and regained focus. I had to get Tyler a few presents and manage to get a Christmas tree before 6:00pm.
~
“Did you f ind Tyler a Christmas present?” Jamie asked, throwing one of her suitcases next to the island counter.
“Yes, I found a few things,” I said as I bit my lip. I had a great idea, but I wasn’t so sure if I could pull it off how I wanted to.
“And a tree?”
I nodded my head. “I got a fake one; I started to worry that he might be allergic,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
Jamie laughed. “That would have been bad. Nothing like good Christmas loving with a blotchy and swollen guy!”
I laughed with her and then traveled to my bedroom to pack a few things. I planned on staying at Tyler’s tonight since all of the presents that needed to be wrapped were there. I quickly got my things together and headed back out into the kitchen.
“Are you ready to go?” I asked Jamie.
“You have no idea. I’m so ready for warm weather!”
~
Once I dropped Jamie off , I raced to Tyler’s house. It was around 7:30pm and my stomach growled. I frowned. I didn’t have time to eat, but I didn’t want to put it off any later. Besides, I promised Tyler I would be more careful about eating. I called and ordered takeout from Bistro Bella Vita and picked it up on my way to his condo.
I had to take a few trips up to Tyler’s condo because of all the bags and the Christmas tree box. I started to work right away while taking bites of food in between putting the tree together and wrapping presents. I let out a loud sigh as I sprawled on the big cream sofa,
Will passed by my office dressed in his winter coat. “Why don’t you take off, Becca? It’s dead in the building. I’m not going to be in tomorrow . Last minute shopping, of course,” he added, resituating his satchel.
“You know what? I think I might. I still have a ton of stuff I need to get done before Christmas. Thanks Will.”
“No problem. Have a great holiday, Becca!” he said, walking backwards out of our offices.
I started to clean up my area and grab my things to take off, thankfully I just gained another hour to accomplish my tasks. I turned off my CAD computers and walked to the elevator and was met by a tall man in a basic suit. His hands were on his hips, revealing a badge on his belt buckle. He looked at me and smiled. His eyes were piercing blue against his pale skin, causing his short buzzed hair to appear black. I returned his smile as we waited for the elevator.
“Excuse me, but you’re Rebecca Stine, right?” he asked. Internally I rolled my eyes. I hated being called Rebecca.
“Becca,” I corrected, taking his outstretched hand. The elevator opened, and we both walked on.
He smiled at me, his eyes creasing. “I’m Detective Anderson. I have met with your father every now and then. He is a good man, very ethical.”
“ Yes, I agree.”
“Ju st like the Conklin’s, right?” he asked quickly.
I blinked at him, thrown off by his question.
“I would hope so, but I am just a junior commercial architect, Detective Anderson. I don’t really work closely with the head honchos.”
“But you drove Tyler Conklin’s Lexus SUV to work this morning?” he questioned, cocking his head.
I clenched my teeth, attempting to keep my expression bleak. What was I supposed to say? That I was sleeping with the owner’s son? That I am in love with the owner's son.
The elevator dinged as he shook his head and laughed. “Just an observation. It was nice to meet you, Becca Stine.” Detective Anders on walked off to the main lobby. Then the doors closed to take me to the garage parking lot. What a weird encounter. I blinked my eyes a few times and regained focus. I had to get Tyler a few presents and manage to get a Christmas tree before 6:00pm.
~
“Did you f ind Tyler a Christmas present?” Jamie asked, throwing one of her suitcases next to the island counter.
“Yes, I found a few things,” I said as I bit my lip. I had a great idea, but I wasn’t so sure if I could pull it off how I wanted to.
“And a tree?”
I nodded my head. “I got a fake one; I started to worry that he might be allergic,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
Jamie laughed. “That would have been bad. Nothing like good Christmas loving with a blotchy and swollen guy!”
I laughed with her and then traveled to my bedroom to pack a few things. I planned on staying at Tyler’s tonight since all of the presents that needed to be wrapped were there. I quickly got my things together and headed back out into the kitchen.
“Are you ready to go?” I asked Jamie.
“You have no idea. I’m so ready for warm weather!”
~
Once I dropped Jamie off , I raced to Tyler’s house. It was around 7:30pm and my stomach growled. I frowned. I didn’t have time to eat, but I didn’t want to put it off any later. Besides, I promised Tyler I would be more careful about eating. I called and ordered takeout from Bistro Bella Vita and picked it up on my way to his condo.
I had to take a few trips up to Tyler’s condo because of all the bags and the Christmas tree box. I started to work right away while taking bites of food in between putting the tree together and wrapping presents. I let out a loud sigh as I sprawled on the big cream sofa,
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