Against the Rules by Ella Goode Page 0,24

I got here. I’d dug up everything I could find about him. I told myself I was doing research so I could be on top of my game.

It’s why it had shocked the crap out of me that night at the restaurant when he’d said those things to me. That didn't match anything I’d found on him. In fact, there weren’t any past women in his life based on what I read. But I figured that he was probably discreet about his personal life. I never would have guessed the truth.

“Lucky. Can you take this down to accounting?” Cesar drops a file onto my desk.

“I’ll take care of it.” I grab the file.

“Hey. Who do you think the woman was that Finn threw over his shoulder?” Cesar asks in a hushed tone. I’m sure everyone here is also finding this other side of Finn odd.

“I don’t know.” I shrug, feeling bad that I’m lying to him.

“I don’t think it was the woman that showed up here yesterday. She had long legs. This girl looked short with brown hair.” I stand here not sure what to say. “Ah forget it. I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough. I’m happy he’s getting out there. I think it will be good for him.” Cesar goes back to his desk.

I head towards accounting, glad that I’m out of the line of fire. It’s then I remember Kevin and the fact that he knows. He could spread the word and then everyone would know exactly who the mystery girl is. I don’t know what the outcome of something like that might be.

Is it even allowed? Could Finn get in trouble? No, he owns the place. He can’t get himself into trouble. Monica might yell at him, but I’m pretty sure I’d be the one to pay the price if it came down to it.

I knock on the open door. Kevin and two others I don’t know look up at me. “I’m supposed to drop this off.” I hold up the file.

“I’ll take it.” Kevin stands coming around his desk. “Thanks.” I start to turn to go back to my desk but Kevin snags my elbow. “Lunch?”

Damn it. I don’t think I have much of a choice. I had planned to spend lunch in Finn’s office with him and the kittens. I’m still trying to come up with names for them. Not that they are my kittens, but Finn might need suggestions. I guess it will have to wait.

“Sure.”

“Cool.” Kevin drops the folder down on his desk. “Let’s go.” We walk back toward my office with neither one of us saying anything. I’m waiting for it. I’m sure this is why he wants to have lunch.

“I’m going to take my lunch if that’s okay,” I ask Cesar as I pass our desks.

“Yep.” Why couldn't he have said no? We walk into the lunchroom together. I snag a tray before grabbing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a strawberry milk. I take my tray over to the table Kevin is sitting at.

“So you and the boss?” Ahh. When he says it like that it sounds so bad.

“Maybe?” It’s an honest answer. I’m not sure what we’re doing really. He wants me in his bed. I’m not sure we’d have anything after that. My heart aches thinking about it being a one-time thing. I couldn’t allow myself to end up in his bed unless I knew we could be more. There is no way that I’ll be able to handle a fling with Finn. I’m already too far gone for him.

“Then what was yesterday? Did you use me to make him jealous?”

“Oh God. I’m so sorry.” I hadn't thought of it like that. I had been so wrapped up in everything that I hadn’t realized how selfish I was being.

“Don’t be sorry. Do the right thing and don’t sleep with the boss.” I look down at my food. Is that the right thing? It doesn't feel like it. The way Kevin says it makes me feel bad though. “We could have something, Lucky. We fit. You and Mr. O’Hare not so much.” I understand he’s upset about yesterday, but he doesn’t know me. I want to give him a piece of my mind, but I hold back.

I pick up my sandwich so I don’t have to respond. I don’t know what to say to that. I was a jerk for leading Kevin on, but I want to tell him to mind his own business. Finn is the