Jingle Spells. Rhonda Nelson
wanted to ask her, with a wink, if that was her real name. But something about the woman’s calm gaze kept her from doing that. Taryn suspected it was her real name, and she’d be insulted if anyone suggested otherwise. Whether she’d found her perfect job or the job had found her, she’d discovered the right spot for a person with that particular name.
Smiling, she handed Taryn a gold pen. “Sign here, Miss Harper, and I’ll give you an access card.”
Jolie reached into a drawer and came up with a sparkling gold card with Taryn’s name embossed on the front and a magnetic strip on the back. “This will allow you to board the elevator, which will take you to the IT center on the twelfth floor. If you need anything, please come back to the lobby and I’ll assist you.”
“Thank you, Jolie.” Taryn returned the woman’s genial smile, but she had the distinct impression she’d been given a ticket to the IT floor and nothing else. Once she and Cole were inside the shiny gold elevator, she confirmed it with him.
“That’s all you were hired to do.” He unbuttoned his coat and loosened his scarf, but he stood on the opposite side of the elevator.
She found that significant—depressingly so. “I thought you might give me a tour of the building while I’m here.” She hadn’t really thought that, but it was worth a shot.
A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “Would you settle for a tour of the IT department? It’s my favorite floor.”
“I’m sure it is. But your parking space said you were the CEO. Who’s in charge of IT?”
“I am, for now. I haven’t found anybody I’d turn it over to, so I’m doing double-duty.”
“That can’t be easy. This looks like a huge operation. How can you handle the IT department when you’re supposed to be the head honcho of Evergreen?”
“Obviously I’m not doing a very good job of it. You hacked in.”
“You shouldn’t let that bother you. As I said before, I know your MO. The average hacker wouldn’t have nearly such an easy time of it.”
“Nevertheless, you exposed my vulnerabilities. I want those protected.”
That, too, was a telling statement. She was the woman who knew too much. He’d hired her to barricade him against future invasions, both business-related and emotional, and then leave.
The elevator came to a smooth stop on the twelfth floor. It hadn’t stopped once since they’d left the lobby. Other people had to be working in this large building, and yet she’d never know it. Jolie S. Garland was the only employee she’d met. That was spooky.
“I gave the rest of the IT staff the day off to go Christmas shopping,” he said. “I wanted you to be able to work undisturbed.”
That meant he didn’t want her talking to anyone. He’d done his best to isolate her from the rest of the workers at Evergreen. After they’d gotten so close at MIT, he should have realized the more he tried to deny her access to information, the more determined she’d become. If she hadn’t believed her investigative plan was for his own good, she’d feel disloyal. But he’d refused to give her all the facts, and without those facts, she couldn’t make an informed decision. Maybe, once she knew what the issues were, she’d agree with him that they had no future.
She seriously doubted that, though. Every problem had a solution. He’d been conditioned to believe this particular problem couldn’t be solved. That wasn’t a failing. Everyone had blind spots. Because she loved him, she would help him to overcome his.
After they left the elevator, he led her past several offices, but the hallway was ghost-town silent.
At the end of the hall, Cole opened a door into a larger office. An L-shaped dark walnut desk held multiple monitors, a top-of-the-line keyboard and a mouse pad in the shape of a round Christmas ornament. A Santa mug sat to the right of the keyboard, but that was it. No framed pictures, no flowering plant, no cluttered in-basket.
She glanced around. “Is this your office?”
“Used to be. I still work down here when I need to.”
“Where’s your regular office?”
“Fifteenth floor.” He seemed reluctant to share that information. “Let me take your coat so you can have a seat and get started.”
“Fine.” She put her messenger bag on his desk and instantly the work space looked more welcoming. As she started to shrug out of her parka, her hands bumped his. He was helping her take off her coat. She froze. “I can do it.”
“Right.” He backed away. “Sorry. Habit.”
Slipping off her coat, she turned to him. He looked positively miserable. “You can leave,” she said. “I know how to turn on a computer.” She smiled. “And I already know your password.”
He laughed at that, although it wasn’t a happy laugh. “So you do. Then maybe I will leave you to work for a while and I’ll check on you later. I...uh...didn’t realize that giving the IT staff the day off would have an unintended consequence.”
“That we’re all alone up here?”
His green gaze burned with frustration. “Exactly.”
“Then go, before one of your siblings shows up and catches us in a compromising position.”
Heat flared in his eyes. “I’ll come back and check on you. Is there anything you need?”
“Besides the obvious?”
“Stop.”
“Okay. I would love a good cup of coffee sometime in the middle of the morning. Is that possible?”
“I’ll make it happen.”
“Thanks. See ya.” She made a shooing motion with both hands. She hoped his siblings did pop in to see her. She’d figure out a way to make that work to her advantage.
Cole barreled down the hall and waited impatiently for the elevator. When it came, he was glad it was empty. He used his card and punched the number for the fifteenth floor. How could this have become so complicated? He hadn’t factored in the possibility that she’d be as hot for him now—hotter, in fact—as she’d been before. And still in love with him, as he was with her. What a disaster!
Ethan got on the elevator as Cole got off. “Is Taryn in the building?” Ethan asked.
“Yes, and I hope you’ll leave her alone to work.”
Ethan laughed. “I will, for now. I have to deliver some ornaments to the Denver Chamber of Commerce. Their president read Lark’s damned book, and the cheer level of their Christmas display is way down. But if Taryn’s here when I get back, I’ll stop in and introduce myself.”
“Don’t hurry home.”
“I love you, too, big brother.” The elevator door closed, obscuring Ethan’s grin.
Cole blew out a breath and started down the hall. Then he remembered Taryn’s coffee request and stopped at Belle’s office.
She glanced up from her computer. “Is Taryn here?”
“Yes, and she’s a coffee drinker.”
“Cool! I like her already.”
“She asked for a good cup of coffee mid-morning, and I thought, since you always go to Cup of Cheer around ten, you could bring back something for her.”
“Uh, sure.” Belle’s gaze flickered. “I have some errands to run in town, though, and they could take a while.”
Something was going on with her and these errands, but this time of year,