The Love Study by Kris Ripper

Author:Kris Ripper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-23T18:34:25+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The day of The Big Fitting—i.e. Oscar, Mason, and I getting fitted for our wedding rental suits—dawned on a Wednesday in the first week of February. I got to work early so I could get out early and was a little shocked that Jack was already in the fish bowl. Since most of my event planning time was at odd hours, I didn’t usually get to the fish bowl right away, but I had a few things I could knock out with emails to vendors. And it’d give me an opportunity to get ahead on proofreading the “Fling bricks” (the packets we’d hand out to everyone in attendance).

“Oh. Hey, Jack. Um.” I was so taken aback I just stood in the doorway for a few seconds staring at him. He looked terrible. Like he hadn’t slept. His sleeves were rolled up, but where on Sidney it looked intentional and sexy, on Jack it just looked messy. His hair was half-combed, and a comb was sitting on the table next to him.

As if he noticed it at the same time, he grabbed it and shoved it into his gym bag. “Why are you here this early?”

“Trying to get some hours in so I can leave early for an appointment later.” Should I have checked with Jack before doing that? I was his supervisor. Did that mean I could do whatever I wanted or had a greater responsibility to make sure he knew where I was? I couldn’t decide. I didn’t want him to think I was skiving off work, so I added, “Deb lets me flex a little when I need to.”

He waved a hand. “That makes sense. I’ll be out of your hair soon. I like working here because it’s so quiet in the morning. No one gets to this floor until nine.”

“Yeah, same.” I put my stuff down at the other end of the table and went about my usual setting-up routine, booting up my laptop, glancing over my lists for the last few days to make sure I had a plan for everything I’d meant to get done and crossed off everything I’d gotten done. The shared spreadsheet made it clear that Jack had done...a lot. At this rate we might not need full-time hours for the next two weeks.

I also checked the voice mail box for the other job I was covering, took a few notes, made a new list for that job, and a new list for the Fling.

By then the coffee maker thing was heated up, so I went back to the coffee/tea room to make a cup. (In what I considered to be one of the more genius inventions, the coffee/tea rooms were converted closets with sinks, pod coffee makers, and hot water dispensers for tea, which meant that you could stay caffeinated all day long without going too far away from your area, and it wasn’t a full-on kitchen which meant no one could corner you there with two hours of small talk.

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