Dr. CEO: A standalone, enemies to lovers, billionaire in a small town romance (The Doctors Series Book 3) by Louise Bay

Author:Louise Bay [Bay, Louise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781804560112
Published: 2023-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Vincent

Dinner. Dinner. Dinner. It’s all I can think about since talking to Beck last night. He made it sound like I could just ask Kate out, that she’d say yes and that it would be no big deal. If that were true, why wasn’t I able to find a single moment to actually ask her today?

I’m a pussy. That’s the reason.

I glance at my watch and realize she’s probably left for the day. With that in mind, I pick up my laptop and head back to the office from the boardroom. Michael always has the most up-to-date version of the project plan pinned to the wall in there, and I liked to check over it in hard copy every now and then to make sure nothing has fallen through the cracks.

I open the door, slide my laptop on my desk and nearly jump ten feet in the air when Kate says, “Hey.”

I snap my head around. She’s at her desk.

“I didn’t know you wore glasses,” I say. The black frames suit her, emphasizing her small nose and high cheekbones.

“They’re new,” she says. “I’m not used to staring at screens so much. I guess it took its toll quickly.”

This is my opportunity. We’re technically off the clock, so I’m not actually her boss at this moment in time. I can ask her now. “You’re not working in the pub tonight?”

She shakes her head. “Tomorrow night. Tonight I’m trying to solve a problem here.”

I take the couple of steps to her desk. “Anything I can help with?”

“I’ll come to you when I’m ready for you to make the decision.”

I sit down on the corner of her desk. “Ask me now.”

She pauses what she’s doing and takes her glasses off. “Okay.” There’s an edge to her voice like she’s expecting a fight. Maybe she’ll get one. I probably should hold off the dinner invitation until we’re on neutral territory, or at least until we’re not in the office. I could go into the pub tomorrow night when I know she’s working.

“It’s about the moldings in the ballroom.” She seems reluctant to continue.

“Okay.”

“You know if I don’t get the answer I want, I’m going to hound you until I get my way.” Her expression is blank. She’s not joking.

“I do know that,” I reply, wearing the same serious expression.

“Stella wants to completely replace the moldings in the ballroom. There was a flood in there and it’s quite damaged, particularly in the northwest corner. I think we should have a bespoke mold made of the surrounding moldings and only replace the sections we need to replace.”

“Presumably the sticking point is cost.”

“And time,” she says. “I think we can jiggle the timetable to accommodate things. But it is more expensive. And the moldings won’t look as crisp as they would do if they were all new.”

“But you want to preserve what’s there.”

She nods. “The history.”

“I agree,” I say, and stand.

“You agree?” She sounds shocked, but she shouldn’t be. I almost always agree with her. Sometimes it just takes me a while.

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