Prologue

Crystal felt a little fluttering in her stomach and tried to she keep her face as neutral as possible "good afternoon sir, how can I help you?"

"Please drop the formality. Its just Michael to you and I brought you lunch" he was still smiling

What's with this man? dosen't he ever give up or was he too blind to see the handwriting on the wall. "oh thanks but am not hungry. Am too busy right now" she kept her eyes on the screen in front of her.

"I appreciate your zeal. But I am the boss and I'm saying we take off sometime to eat. Just 30 minutes" he tried to convince her

"I'm really sorry but as you can see I have a lot of work to do. I'm actually behind schedule" Crystal focused intently on her laptop, she didn't want to feel guilty. Looking at him will make feel like she was doing something wrong by saying no

"Is it so bad that I want to spend time with you?" When he didn't get any response from her, he dropped the lunch bag on her table and turned to leave.

Crystal sat up straight and clamped her legs together to keep from running after him. Where did the desperate need to always have him in her line of sight come from?