The Billionaire's Seduction (The Billionaire's Temptation #1) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,3
they found out I was Sarah Smith, NYU drama graduate and new receptionist as opposed to Sarah Smith, Harvard MBA and new executive. But I figured if someone realized the mistake and approached me with the truth, I would just pretend to be confused. I had already practiced the lines I would say if that happened. “Lordy, Lordy, I don’t know what is going on here? I surely thought that God had blessed me on this good day with the job of my dreams. I hope you can find it in your heart to let me prove myself. This is the job I deserve and can do, even if my qualifications would lead you to believe otherwise.” I hoped that whoever I spoke to wouldn’t recognize that I was putting on a Southern accent and send me to a mental institute; though that would be preferable to going to jail. I was pretty sure I couldn’t be sent to jail for pretending to be a different Sarah.
“Hi, Maggie.” I beamed at the receptionist, who looked at me coldly. “I’m just going up to my office, you know the big one on the thirtieth floor.” I almost skipped to the elevator and giggled as I pressed the button. I couldn’t quite believe my luck. Lewis Walker hadn’t even given me any real work—he’d just handed me some files and told me to familiarize myself with Green & Hall’s Corporation’s lists of companies..
“Hold the doors,” a deep voice boomed from outside the elevator and I quickly pushed some buttons. I watched as the doors closed and realized that I had pressed the close door button instead of open. Oops, I thought to myself. I didn’t think it was a super huge deal because the doors opened again before the elevator left, but the man who walked into the elevator didn’t look too happy. “Didn’t I tell you to keep the doors open?” he snarled at me.
I frowned at him. “Sorry, I pressed the wrong button by mistake.” I attempted to smile at him but he continued snarling at me. “I mean it’s not like it’s a huge deal. You’re in here now, aren’t you?”
“What floor are you going to?” He ignored my comment and pressed the button for the fortieth floor.
“Oh, I’m going to the thirtieth floor.” I looked into his eyes engagingly and offered him a sweet expression, hoping he would get over his bad mood. I didn’t need anyone to put a damper on my day. I twirled my hair as I looked at him. He was handsome, and I wouldn’t mind him flirting with me. That would make my day even better.
“The thirtieth?” He raised an eyebrow at me, as his eyes looked over me with a dismissive look.
“Yes.” I stopped smiling. He was annoying me. What the hell was his problem?
“Are you visiting someone?” he questioned.
I thought about ignoring him but decided not to, just in case I had to work with him. “No.”
“So. you are going to the executive’s floor because…?”
“It’s noneya,” I said smarmily to him, knowing I was being immature, but wanting to put him in his place.
“Excuse me?” He frowned in confusion. “What’s that?”
“It’s none of your business.” I looked at him coldly and watched as he burst out laughing. I studied him as he laughed. He really was a very handsome man, especially when he laughed. He had perfect white teeth. I always look at the teeth first, I know it’s an odd thing to do but they are what attracts me first. He was tall, a lot taller than I was and I’m five eight. I figured he was at least six two or so. And he looked like he was quite fit, though I couldn’t be one hundred percent sure how muscular he was, as he was wearing a dark gray suit. His hair was dark brown with sprinkles of gray, that would be easy to miss if you weren’t looking closely. I couldn’t tell his age, his face looked like he was in his thirties but the salt and pepper in his hair made me think forties. Not that it mattered to me. He was too old for me, whatever his age was. At twenty-two years old, there was no way I was going to date an old man.
“What’s your name?” His voice interrupted my reverie.
“Why?” I looked at him suspiciously; worried he would report me to HR. That would be the worst thing that could happen. What if they