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“Oh yeah, definitely He is… the absolute worst.” A small smile broke through as Emmy tried to play it cool but she could feel her heart racing a little. Without even having to look at Mike, she could already sense his eyes being rolled but she tried not to worry about it. Instead, a smile crossed her lips, feeling her cheeks heat up a little although she hoped it wasn’t at all obvious. “Okay yes – work lunch it is but can I just… can I have five minutes to wrap up?” She reasoned, biting down on her lower lip as she asked for permission.
“You can get back to talking shit about him later,” he gave her a little grin. Keegan mostly tuned everyone and everything around them out when he was talking to Emmy. When he approached her at work, it was always when it was convenient for him, and his mind was always entirely focused on her. As it was now. He glanced down at her lips, sucking in a breath, his eyes moving back up. “Five minutes, I’ll be expecting you in my office, Ms. Fuller. You know how much I hate tardiness,” he nodded, pushing up from her desk without another pause to head to grab their lunch.