She didn’t know why it mattered to her if he liked it or not, but she had convinced herself that she needed him to trust her to be able to find the evidence she needed.
He took a sip and closed his eyes. A ghost of a smile appearing on his face. Feeling satisfied with the result, Jeraldine closed the door happily, only to collide with someone.
A low chuckle began, and she looked up to see the culprit.
It was Adam. The tall, lean guy was staring at her, his lips curved into a smirk. In all her anxious state, she had forgotten to notice his features. He had short dark hair at the sides, and the spike in the middle was a bit long and messy.
‘Congratulations,’ his deep voice said with a hint of a joke. ‘You survived two visits to his office. Calls for a celebration.’
She couldn’t help but smile. One, because she knew Adam was probably telling the truth, and two, she knew she would like Adam. He was different from the way she saw him.
Doing a little curtsy that would earn another chuckle from him, she said, ‘Would you like to engrave that in a cup and deliver it to my desk?’

‘Oh, clever. Not feeling so scared now, are we?’
She smiled at his reference and walked away, only to see him following her. ‘Did you find your brother?’
She sat in her seat and turned towards him, only to see him a few inches away from her. He was hovering over her heart, and it was scandalous. ‘Why? You want to know if you can have me all to yourself now.’ He said with a smirk. She could feel his breath on her.
But she responded; someone cleared their throat from behind them.
Jeraldine gasped and saw none other than Nathan staring at the two of them. If looks could kill, she would be dead, judging by his intense stare.
‘Am I paying you to flirt with my younger brother, Ms. Andrews?’ Nathan asked, still not taking his eyes off of her.
It had to be how he was staring at her, which made a part of her feel as if he was jealous. The idea itself was ridiculous, but a part of her, the part that had the biggest crush on him, was determined. But before she could ponder more over it, his words registered.