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See, that’s how different this hamper is from the others. He can’t even be mad now that he knows Miss Reed has sent this. Tom thought with glee.

“Sonia sent this?” Toby’s fingers tightened around his pen as a pleased look flashed in his eyes.

Tom noticed it and he quickly carried the hamper across the room to Toby. Then, Tom feigned innocence as he asked. “Do you still want this, President Fuller? I could always take it down to the finance department if you don’t.” I don’t think you’d say no, President Fuller.

“Just put it aside for now,” Toby instructed coolly, jerking his chin in some vague direction.

As expected, Tom stified a laugh as he nodded and responded, “Yes, sir.” So, I was right when I guessed that President Fuller would keep the hamper. More to the point, he could tell how happy Toby was and he found the man’s efforts to maintain a straight face rather pointless.

Tom set the hamper down without another word. He was just about to leave when his phone rang in his pocket. As he took it out, he glanced at the screen to see that it was the receptionist calling “I need to get this, President Fuller.”

Toby hummed distractedly in response as his gentle gaze lingered on the hamper.

Taken aback by how enamored Toby was with the gift, Tom mused, I bet he’d have torn into the hamper if I wasn’t here. Nonetheless, he looked away from his boss and simply answered the phone.

Barely two minutes had passed when he drew the phone away and informed plainly, “President Fuller, Miss Gray has arrived.”

When Toby heard this, he frowned. “What is she doing here?”

“I’m not sure, but she has probably caught the news of your injury.” Tom’s eyes fell upon the wheelchair in which Toby was sitting.

Toby massaged the space between his brows. “Let her through.”

“Yes, sir.” Tom placed his phone to his ear once more and relayed instructions to the person on the other line.

It took only moments for Tina to come up to the presidential office and as soon as she entered the room, she urged, “Is it true that you were hurt, Toby? How did that happen?”

Toby raised his cup and took a tentative sip of coffee. “It was a minor accident, that’s all.”

“Really?” She eyed his injured foot as worry was etched on her face. “What kind of an accident was it?” .

He placed his cup down and answered stoically, “It’s nothing-just a sprain. Don’t worry about it.”

I was practically scared witless when I heard about your injury. This won’t do; I need to know how badly injured you are.” With that, she

the sight of

time to brace herself for the fall. She tipped backward and landed on her rump unceremoniously. Her eyes were wide with disbelief as she stared up at him from

Biting on her lip, she

into his heart as he

anyone touching you, so why did you allow Miss Reed to lift your pant leg last night? I don’t see you pushing her away and telling her to keep her hands of you. You just don’t like it when Miss

kept such a remark to himself. He would much

she added, “I should have known my boundaries. I was so anxious to see your injury that I ignored how you might feel about me doing

fault anyway. Besides, it’s just a sprain and I’ll be back on my feet

look at Tom, who immediately understood that the show was over. With a dry cough, Tom interjected, “That’s right, Miss Gray. The doctor said

in that case, my mind is eased.” Tina

President Fuller,” he informed politely as he adjusted

nodded. “Go on,

to your conversation.” With that, Tom turned and headed out the door, leaving those two as the only ones in

gaze suddenly fell upon a box on the desk whereby she noted the Clovis

passed over her face as she picked up the box for

box before

had my eyes on them for a while now and I was hoping that I could get them as a couple’s gift for us, but other buyers have beaten me to it.

this, she placed the box down and gingerly picked up the women’s watch. However, just as she was about to strap it over her wrist, Toby reached out and

twisted her features, albeit only for a second. “If it isn’t for me, then who is it for?” she demanded in her most casual tone,

formed in Toby’s mind like a restless phantom, and even

which was the sole reason why they even received watches in the first place. Surely, it would not be strange for him to give the watches to her. In fact,

calmed down at that thought. As he lowered his gaze, he explained, “You shouldn’t wear it because I bought the watches for a friend. I could get you something similar if you’d

took his word for it. She broke into a smile as the anger that seized

thought he had gotten the watches for

by the arm and whined unhappily, “You really ought to have bought a set for us as well,

Is a

tried to pull his arm away with minimal force. “I