The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

The road came alive with a parade of sleek, black luxury cars, neatly spaced about five meters apart, cruising down the empty thoroughfare.

The rain pelted down incessantly, creating a rhythmic symphony on the car roofs. At the same time, raindrops painted graceful trails on the windowpanes.

Breaking the silence, Dexter’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia, “It’s been a while since Wavery saw rain. this heavy.”

Leanne lowered her gaze, “We’ve had a two-month dry spell. Spring is here finally, bringing the inevitable. rain.”

“After this storm passes, the weather will gradually warm up.”

Dexter removed the rosary from his wrist, his fingers methodically tracing each bead, his expression a mystery.

Despite the car’s spacious design, their whispered exchange seemed to confine their surroundings.

The man casually shifted his posture, stretching out his long legs. One hand rested casually on his knee, projecting an air of relaxation.

In contrast, Leanne appeared slightly constrained.

“Dex… Why didn’t you clarify things today? When you didn’t answer the phone, were you out hunting for her father’s whereabouts?”

Earlier that day, Dexter had received news that someone had sighted Paul. Yet, upon his arrival, the informant had changed his story, claiming it was a misunderstanding.

one to miss the subtle machinations at play. Swiftly withdrawing, he

escalating violence that he

a teain to locate Josie, only to find

seemed intertwined with Arnold’s

events led to

were both gauging each other’s

won’t buy it,” Dexter sighed,

me with you, she might not

with self-mockery, “Perhaps I shouldn’t have

tinted her words, prompting a thoughtful look from Dexter. “Don’t

Leanne sensed his uncase. It was clear that

curved into a wry smile, his fingers fidgeting with the rosary

infatuated glint in her eyes. “Dex… Why do you

her, “You’re my

but I’m not interested in being just another assistant for you.”

words were almost

glanced downwards, and Leanne’s eyes gleamed brightly in the

reach the Olsen Residence at our current pace. It could get exhausting. You should take a nap

deftly ignored her flirtatious advance.

her implied meaning might have been

was tender, brushing over his vulnerable