true. Next to her, Caitlyn put in almost as many hours as she did.
“I don’t have a date,” Caitlyn frowned.
“You don’t need one.” Sydney saw the hesitation on Caitlyn’s face and said, “Why don’t you bring your parents along.”
Caitlyn thought about it for a second or two. “I don’t think you’ve ever met my mom,” she said.
“I don’t believe I have either,” Sydney agreed with a shake of her head as butterflies began to dance around in her stomach.
Caitlyn snorted. “You’re not missing much with my stepdad.”
“You two don’t get along?” Sydney asked.
“He’s a class-A jerk,” Caitlyn said and did not elaborate and Sydney did not ask.
“I insist you take the time off and come to my party tonight. I’m sure my house is big enough that you might only see your stepfather once or twice in passing,” Sydney said with a smile.
Caitlyn sighed. “Is that an order?
Sydney grinned at her. “Yes it is.”
“Dress or casual?” Caitlyn asked in resignation.
“Dress or casual, whatever feels most comfortable to you. You can come in jeans if you like,” Sydney smiled. “By the way, after I’m done with my meeting, I will be taking the rest of the day off. Party starts at seven. Maureen can give you the address if you don’t have it. I’ll chat with you later tonight.”
Caitlyn smiled. “I’ll see you later then.”
Sydney went back to her office and closed the door behind her. She had a few minutes until the big meeting. She pulled open her desk drawer and grabbed the file folder marked William Amos. She didn’t bother to look up at the knock on her door. “Come in,” she said, pulling out several sheets from the folder.
“Good morning,” Meredith said.
Sydney looked at Meredith and wondered how she could have ever been in love with the woman. “Good morning, Meredith. How are you?” she asked, then realized that maybe the feelings she’d had for Meredith bordered more on lust than love.
Meredith was definitely pulling out all the stops. She was wearing a fiery red skirt suit, black silk stockings, and a sexy pair of black stilettos. The ensemble just so happened to be one of Sydney’s favorites and Meredith knew it. She looked fantastic.
Meredith sashayed over to Sydney’s desk. “I was scheduled to be in the meeting with Bill Amos this morning and in lieu of what has happened between us, I wanted to know if you still required my attendance?”
“Yes, Meredith,” Sydney sighed. “I haven’t told anyone about our breakup and I would appreciate it if you did the same. We don’t need any more gossip floating around here than what already does,” Sydney said, trying like hell to keep the annoyance out of her voice.
Meredith’s cheeks flushed red. “Don’t you think they will fucking know when I’m no longer working here? Don’t you think people will start talking as soon as they see me packing up my office?”
Sydney shot Meredith a look that said she had just about had enough of her attitude. “Keep your voice down for crying out loud. I thought by doing it this way, you could at least save some face when you left and you can pack your things in the evening when everyone else is gone,” Sydney said through clenched teeth.
“I’m sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to snap at you,” Meredith said, her voice softening.
Just like Jekyll and Hyde , Sydney thought as she picked up the file folder. “Since you will only be here for one more week, I want you to tie up all your loose ends. That means I want a list on my desk by end of day detailing all the projects you’ve been working on.”
Meredith put her hands on her hips. “Fine. You’ll have the list. What about the Computer Logistics Vice President position that’s still open in the IT department?”
“What about it?” Sydney asked, thinking it really wasn’t any of Meredith’s business.
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