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forget: that's your company cellphone. It's to ensure that I'm able to get in contact with you at all times,” he stated, a serious look on his face.
                  “Oh, thank you. Of course,” I nodded, reaching forward and depositing it into my purse without a second thought.“So…are you the only one who works up on this floor?” I inquired.
                  “Just me. And well, now you, ” he replied, staring intently at me.
                  My heart skipped a beat, but then sank just as quickly. How was I going to keep Spencer and I's relationship strictly professional if I was going to be alone with him all day, every day unsupervised. After all, I barely even knew him and he was already vocalizing his admiration of my body and flirting so openly. Not to say that I didn't like it, or heck even want it, but I had to remind myself that I was not a single woman. Even if I had told Spencer as much.
                  “Oh. Wow. Just the two of us, huh?” I asked nervously.
                  “Yes, is something wrong? I mean, like I said I have no problems making it a bit brighter up here if that suits you. And you'll have your very own office. I won't make you share,” he winked.
                  “My own office?” I smiled. He had won me over already.
                  “Of course. I've got some manners, Miss Emily Anne,” he grinned at me, “whether you wish you to believe it or not. Come,” he gestured as he stood up, “I'll show you where I want you.”
                  I blushed as I got up and followed Spencer, anticipating that we'd be going out into the hallway to another entrance. So, needless to say, I was taken aback when he crossed the long width of his expansive office, only to open a sliding glass door on the other side of the room. The entire right side of his office was a wall of see-through glass that exposed a neat, modern office space semi-separate from his own. I remembered noticing it when I first walked in, but never in a million years did I imagine that it would be where my work station would be.  I felt unsettled as I stood, frozen in the middle of the room, Spencer holding the door to the office open, waiting for me.
                  “What's wrong,” he asked with a look of concern on his face. “Do you not like it?”
                  “No, it's not that,” I suddenly remembered that I had vowed to confess everything to Spencer and come clean about my engagement. “Everything is beautiful here. It's just...” I trailed off, unsure of how to express my unease. I needed to tread lightly, but I didn't really want to come clean at all. 
                  “Just what,” he snapped, suddenly irritated. His change in attitude was shocking because, up until this point, he had seemed so well-tempered and kind—nothing like this.
                  “Well, I just thought that it would be a little more private. That's all,” I replied softly as I crossed my arms over my chest. I felt shivers run over my body as Spencer stared me down. A darkness had come over him, something I hadn't witnessed until now, but just as quickly as it had appeared it faded away again. He shook his head and a wave of compassion seemed to wash over him, softening his features immediately, snapping him out of whatever dark state he had been in before.
                  “Oh, sweet Emily,” he sighed as he let go of the door and walked back over to me. He placed both of his strong, warm palms on the tops of my shoulders and leaned down to look into my eyes—a gesture that reminded me of my dad, back home in Illinois. “I'm sorry if this is all a bit much for you on your first day. I guess I should have explained the position better during the interview, but I was sure you understood,” he said, a look of concern in his eyes as he stared at me, waiting for me to