(CLOE'S POV)
When I'm having many irons on the fire with paperwork and choosing the best promotional design for Jericho's campaign, he distracted me with a hack to simply catch my attention. I glanced at him, and I didn't notice until then that he was already standing beside me.
"Uhm, sir? Do you need anything?" I asked coyly.
"What is that again? Who are you talking to again? Or is someone else here aside from me?" He looked around with his quirky smile.
I suddenly tucked my hair behind my ears while leaving my hand on my neck after, as I awkwardly said."Uhm, Jericho."
"That, I just want to hear you say that. By the way, do I have any dinner meetings today?" He asked.
I took a quick look at the organizer, where I wrote all his schedules. "Uhm, no, there's none."
"Well then, glad to hear that," he remarked.
I smiled as I said."Yes, Jericho, you can actually have an early rest tonight."
