stepped back. "I thought this was the lobby."
Bridget joined me in the elevator. I'd completely forgotten she would be somewhere in the building. Her old boss hired her back on the spot the week before, which was no surprise considering how talented she was.
"Nope, one more floor to go," she said casually as the doors closed. "It's so weird seeing you here," she whispered once we were alone. "How did it go with Janet?"
"Fine." I wasn't ready to tell her the truth.
After my encounter with Greyston Michaels, it was clear I was in trouble. I should have been thinking about how to get Lydia to replace me on the job. Our types were similar, and I hadn't made any sort of impression or connection with the man I was intended to meet. A reasonable excuse would be easy to manufacture, and Lydia was a great investigator and she'd made it abundantly clear she was willing to do a lot more than investigate Gregory Michaels.
Still, I convinced myself stepping away wasn't an option. I worried I may have compromised the mission, but I could recover from the setback who was Greyston Michaels. Patty said it herself: I was the best and there was too much on the line for me to step aside because of a few minutes of harmless flirtation with the wrong man. I'd made a commitment to Elsa, and I refused to admit failure to the most important client we'd ever had.
That was why I kept my little mishap to myself. It had nothing to do with the fact giving the job up meant I would likely never see Greyston again. Everything was going to be fine. I just had to figure out my next move, and what I was going to wear to dinner.
Chapter 5
"I've tapped into all the cameras on G&G's premises, so we can at least see who's coming and going. They cover the main entrance inside and out, the entire lobby, the elevators and the hallways on each floor." Bridget pulled up the camera feeds on her laptop. She'd slipped away for lunch only, so she would have to head back to G&G shortly.
I leaned forward to get a better view, secretly wishing for a glimpse of Greyston. Grey. God, I loved his name.
"Gregory would have to be an idiot to do anything obvious there anyway," I added.
"So you're on a first name basis already?" Grace elbowed me. "Did you meet him today?"
"Only for a moment in passing. We weren't even introduced. He seemed to have a lot going on at the time, so I couldn't really get a read on him."
That was definitely true; I'd barely even looked at him.
I'd been racking my brain on the ride back about whether or not I should mention anything about Grey, ultimately deciding it would be impossible to hide. Based on that slutty office manager's reaction, the news of Grey's return would be buzzing around the office by the time Bridget returned from lunch.
"I did meet his brother," I said, which didn't get much of a reaction as Bridget and Lydia hovered over the computer engrossed in technical speak about the security at G&G. We all knew the three brothers owned and ran the company. They assumed I meant the younger brother, Chad. "His twin, he's back from Japan."
It took them all a moment to realize what I'd said.
"No fucking way!" Lydia responded. "There are two of that sexy ass man running around in this city as we speak?"
"I thought he wasn't coming back for at least a year?" Grace asked, obviously concerned. "Why would Elsa not mention this?"
"She didn't know." I rubbed the pendant of my necklace nervously between my thumb and forefinger. "It seems his return was a complete surprise to everyone, including his family."
"So exactly how identical are we talking?" Lydia asked. "Say if one had you bent over fucking your brains out and the other tagged in, would you notice the switch?"
I laughed. She was always so fucking crass and I loved her for it.
"I'm not sure. I only saw them for a few seconds." It wasn't a total lie. I really did only see them together briefly, and I didn't exactly get a chance to
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