--EMA'S POV--
Okay. Papers, done.
God…my birthday in 3 days.
Wait! Nope. That's not important right now.
"Hällo Fräulein Skye."
I spun around.
"Gavin! Thank God you're here. Am I done yet? I just have things to do."
"Like what?"
Oh, I don't know! Looking for a gift (for myself). Buying Snackoos (for myself).
Stuff like that.
"None of your business. Now. I really, really have to go. Bye!" I said, smiling and skipping off to the elevator.
--KLAVIER'S POV—
I watched Ema skip away from the early leave I somehow gave her.
"You didn't want her to go, did you?" a familiar voice asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.
My boss.
Lana Skye came into view.
I was right.
She was giving me that warm smile of hers with her hands on her hips.
"What are you talking about?" I asked back.
She made a face.
"Ema."
I felt heat prickle on my face.
What was she talking about?
"E-Ema?! You mean fräulein detektivin?"
She nodded.
I shrugged. "I don't know what you're saying, Ms. Skye."
"I do," she sighed. "Mr. Gavin, everyone knows."
"E-Everyone? It's really that obvious?"
She nodded. "Except maybe Ema."
"Maybe?"
"She doesn't know."
Relief rushed through me.
Thank God.
Fine. I guess I'm gonna have to admit that to Lana.
But it's weird, her being Ema's sister.
"Fine," I said, through my teeth. "I like her. So what? You can't blame me! I see her everyday. How could you not resist looking at her ass and her tit---"
"*AHEM!* that's enough Mr. Gavin! Too much info, don't you think?
Especially me being her sister?"
"Oh! Uh, Sorry," I apologized. What the hell was I saying to my boss?!
"I went a little overboard there, didn't I?"
"Yeah. You did. Anyway, I have a meeting to attend to. Think about it Gavin. Think about her." She said, walking away.
"What's to think about?" I muttered to myself.