Chapter 5

FIVE

GARRETT

This Christmas

Manhattan, New York

Iscroll down to Savannah’s name in my phone and change her name for the umpteenth time since she started working for me.

I have to use a certain line for every time she dates a guy who isn’t me, or else I will find a way to call and talk to her about something random.

(Why she always answers me when I do that, I have no clue.)

S. Grey (Don’t Be Petty and Interrupt Her Date Tonight)

I have a date of my own, anyway.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t compare to Savannah in any way. She’s a typical, pretty socialite who thinks gossiping is an art form.

As I’m picking out my suit and tie, my phone buzzes with a call from Private Executive Travel.

“Yes?” I answer.

“Sir, we ran an extensive search on all your employees as you asked, and only one person has booked travel within the next few weeks. A Miss Savannah Grey.”

“How shocking.” I smile. “Where is she going this year?”

“It says Colorado Springs, sir,” he says. “But here’s the thing. We did some further digging and realized that she actually books this ticket multiple times a year.”

“Oh,” I say. “Well, maybe it’s for a friend.”

“The ticket is in her name, sir. She buys and never uses it, so I don’t think you have anything to worry about.”

“Thank you,” I say. “Thank you very much.”

I’m not sure why Savannah would bother paying for tickets she never uses, but I’m sure she has some type of reason.

Saving a note in my phone, I start to call the travel company right back, but my executive assistant’s call comes through first.

“Yes, Janet?” I answer.

“I apologize in advance if this sounds odd, but the guy who wrote me this note swears that he knows you.” She lets out a breath and begins to read.

Please ask your boss, Mr. Garrett West, if he can PayPal or CashApp me twenty-one dollars by six o’clock so that I may treat the woman who advises him daily to dinner.

Tell him that I will wire him the money back.

My cash app code is $joshh5, and my PayPal is JoshHHM

I appreciate his discretion in this matter.

What the fuck?

“Go ahead and give it to him.” I end the call and change Savannah’s name in my phone once more.

S. Grey (Fuck This Boyfriend, She Can Do Better)

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