The first thing that Grace noticed was how close they were sitting. She has been occupying the middle middle of the bench, keeping her bags on her side, which left him only a little bit of space given that he had gotten buffier.
She picked up her purse which was right by her side and slid a little further from him. Keeping the purse in her back, she continued, looking ahead, planning on not acknowledging him at all. But Christian knew how to get her talking, because he continued staring at her for an answer without any shame.
"What are you doing here?" She snapped. "Don't you have any work to do?"
"I have more important things to keep my focus on. Tell me, how do I uncomplicate it all for you?"
She scoffed. What more important thing could he find and to not focus on the company his grandfather had built and his father had carried on?
"Go back to work." She grunted.
"The day is over."
"Ceo's after work longer than anyone else."
