Chapter 92: An Emergency Meeting

    As the elevator doors slid open to the garage, she understood. Sean stood just outside the doors, looking at the watch on his wrist. He glanced up and gave her a long, steady look. "Where's Geoffrey?" she asked. "I sent her home," he said. "I thought I'd meet you instead." "Oh," she said, getting into the passenger seat of his car. She watched as he crossed in front of the car. He wore black trousers with a plain white shirt. He'd pushed the shirt sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his toned forearms, and he'd unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. She stared at his exposed collarbone and felt the sudden urge to unbutton the rest of his shirt. The mere thought made her blush, and she looked away. "Were you waiting long?" she asked. "Since 5:00," he answered. "I'm sorry," she said. "I lost track of time." He smirked, "I'm sure you did. Firing over 30 people can be quite time-consuming." "I didn't fire them," she said, suddenly defensive. "I laid them off. And if you ask me, i