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needs a haircut.”
    He focused on her
question. “Why don’t we order in?” The last thing he wanted was to be alone
with her in a private situation where she could push matters to the point he’d
have to come clean and confess he had no interest in her other than her ability
to bring him good people. The moment he told her the truth, she’d be gone.
    He’d realized on day
one she had not arrived to fix his problem. She intended to become his biggest
nightmare: Mrs. Lancaster.
    He’d keep his current
staff first.
    However, a working
staff was worth a lunch and a stop at the penthouse. So he gave in.
    When they left the
temporary offices, his car and Sam were MIA. When Sam didn’t answer his phone,
Trent hailed a taxi. He didn’t have time to worry about his non-working driver.
He had to stay focused on Coco.
    By entering the
penthouse, Trent broke his promise to stay away, but at least he found Sam.
Thus, after enduring yet another attempt by Coco to seduce him, they went to a
ridiculously expensive restaurant whose portions might satisfy Carrie, but left
him hungrier than when he arrived.
    By three in the
afternoon, he had a hunger headache and no longer liked the perky people
interviewing for jobs. They all said the same things. If he heard another
person claim their main flaw to be working too hard, he might scream. In what
idiot’s mind was working too hard a flaw of any sort?
    The moment the last
interview was over and Coco slipped off to the lady’s room, he called Carrie,
desperate to hear her voice.
    At the fourth ring,
it went to voice mail. He left a short message and tried the penthouse.
    Mars assured him she
wasn’t there. Had she gone home? Even the possibility hurt his feelings. How
could she forget she’d invited him to spend the night with her?
    He called her home
and got her voice message.
    Coco returned and sat
on his desk. She pried the cell from his fingers. “No calls. We need to discuss
other matters.”
    “But I’m worried
about Carrie. She’s not answering her phone.”
    She rolled her eyes.
“She probably went back to her hovel in New Jersey.”
    “It’s not a hovel.”
    “Darling, it’s in New
Jersey. It’s a hovel.”
    He bit his tongue for
the sake of his company.
    She placed her arms
around his neck. “According to Grant, she skipped out after a few hours of
non-work, taking your keys with her, and never came back.”
    He felt his pocket.
“She didn’t take my keys. I have them.”
    Coco rolled her eyes
for the hundredth time today. “The keys to your office. Grant requested them
and she refused.”
    “Good. I don’t want
some stranger rifling through my office.”
    “He’s your EA,
darling. You have to trust him.”
    “No, I don’t.”
    She stared up at the
ceiling. “This is why you cannot keep good employees.”
    He only had one good
employee, and she had left work early.
    Something was
definitely wrong. He snatched his phone from the desk where Coco had dropped it
to flirt with him.
    When she tried to
take it back, he walked away from her and called Carrie again, leaving messages
on her cell and at her home.
    He called Sam. “I
can’t find Carrie.”
    “Not my
responsibility,” his driver replied and hung up.
    He tried Mars. “Has
Carrie shown up there? I’m worried. I can’t find her anywhere.”
    After a long pause,
Mars spoke. “She was here earlier.”
    “When?”
    “When you and Miss
Coco arrived.”
    “Where? I didn’t see
her.”
    “She was in the
servants’ area, in my office.”
    “Why didn’t you tell
me?”
    “You were having a
moment with Miss Coco. I thought silence the prudent choice.”
    A moment? Trent groaned and stormed off to the men’s room where Coco might not follow.
“Mars, is there a chance she saw Coco kissing me?”
    “I am not certain. She’d
left through the servants’ exit by the time I returned.”
    She must have seen
them. Why else would she leave without speaking to Mars? While normal people
didn’t say