PREGNANT FOR MY CEO
The first time had been after a general meeting with the CEO, and even then, it had been brief—just a quick introduction before I had to rush back to work because, of course, Noah wanted my attention.
George _medium height with neatly styled brown hair, a sharp jawline, and glasses that gave him an approachable, intelligent air. He looked slightly out of place in his HR role, like he could be working in tech or maybe finance. Right now, though, his shoulders seemed tense, and he was shifting slightly, as if trying to act casual but failing miserably.
George’s office was three floors away from mine, so I barely ever saw him. Yet, here he was, in my office of all places.