the
intercom button. “Cara, I think I locked up my screen again. Can
you have Daniel come up?”
Meanwhile, without thinking, Laura
immediately got up and came around his desk to help. It was a
natural reaction. Whenever someone needed something, she
instinctively wanted to do anything in her power to help. Which was
why she probably chose psychology as a major back in
university.
He looked startled at her unexpected
presence, so close when she kneeled next to his chair and narrowed
her eyes at the unfamiliar looking program on the screen. Her brain
went into automatic processing mode, trying to identify and
execute. Regardless of the fact she knew zero about computers.
“Hmm, what if you select the proem icon?” She
pointed to one of the many small squares on the screen with the
word LAUNCH on it.
“Do you know anything about computer
programs?”
Abashed, she admitted, “No, not really—”
“Then I suggest you don’t touch anything.
These programs are highly complex and expensive.”
Chastised, she backed away the same moment
the door to his office opened. Laura glanced over her shoulder and
was surprised to see Daniel Keller enter. A smile immediately
crossed her lips. “Hello, Daniel, what a surprise!”
He glanced at her taken aback, confusion
slightly creasing the corners of his eyes.
“Laura Witherow,” she offered. “From the
bingo charity event last night.”
His stance immediately relaxed and he
returned her smile. “Of course. I trust you had a successful
night?”
“Yes, as a matter-of-fact, I was just having
Dexter—” She glanced at him and noticed a look of alarm in his
eyes, before quickly suppressing it from Laura’s gaze.
Snapping, he said, “Let’s get on with this. I
have a mountain of workload backed up.”
She frowned. What was that all about?
“I’m certain this won’t take long,” Daniel
assured him and approached the computer. As he bent over the
monitor, he shot over his shoulder to Laura, “By the way, I’m not
sure who donated the blueberry pie, but I took a piece home last
night and it was divine.”
Laura beamed, pleased. “Really? That was my
contribution.”
He stood up, pushing his glasses into place,
momentarily abandoning his task. “Is that right? Well you did a
fantastic job. I so rarely get a blueberry pie made with real
berries so it was a real nice treat.”
Chuckling, she agreed. “Those canned fruit
pies can’t, in all sincerity, call themselves pies. Not to mention,
nine out of ten of those pies also use frozen pie crusts. It’s
disgraceful.”
His eyes lit up. “You made the crust from
scratch as well? It really had a real nice taste to it. Some kind
of kick to it—”
“You noticed!” she exclaimed excited. “That’s
because I decided to add a pinch of mint extract—”
“Ok, look here, we are here to fix a computer
glitch, not exchange recipes,” Dexter’s irate voice interrupted
them.
Daniel made an apologetic face then quickly
turned back to the computer. “No harm, Dex, you’re just on the
preface screen. Just hit the LAUNCH icon and that will bring you
back to the main page.”
Startled, Laura beamed inwardly but couldn’t
help shooting a smug brow at Dexter who only scowled in return.
“I’ll remember for next time. Thanks Daniel.”
“Sure thing.”
When Daniel didn’t make for the door as
pronto as Dexter would have preferred, he glanced up at the
computer engineer and said, “That’s all. You can go now.”
Daniel shot his brows high, grinned, then
sauntered for the door. “Nice meeting you, Laura!”
“You too, Daniel.”
When he left, she turned her amiable face
back to the scowling man opposite her and sighed. Right, she
reminded herself, time to switch gears. Daniel was so pleasant and
refreshing, she almost forgot she had to be on her guard around
Dexter’s brooding self.
Repressing her smile, she returned to her
chair and presented him with her best somber persona. He shot her
one more
intercom button. “Cara, I think I locked up my screen again. Can
you have Daniel come up?”
Meanwhile, without thinking, Laura
immediately got up and came around his desk to help. It was a
natural reaction. Whenever someone needed something, she
instinctively wanted to do anything in her power to help. Which was
why she probably chose psychology as a major back in
university.
He looked startled at her unexpected
presence, so close when she kneeled next to his chair and narrowed
her eyes at the unfamiliar looking program on the screen. Her brain
went into automatic processing mode, trying to identify and
execute. Regardless of the fact she knew zero about computers.
“Hmm, what if you select the proem icon?” She
pointed to one of the many small squares on the screen with the
word LAUNCH on it.
“Do you know anything about computer
programs?”
Abashed, she admitted, “No, not really—”
“Then I suggest you don’t touch anything.
These programs are highly complex and expensive.”
Chastised, she backed away the same moment
the door to his office opened. Laura glanced over her shoulder and
was surprised to see Daniel Keller enter. A smile immediately
crossed her lips. “Hello, Daniel, what a surprise!”
He glanced at her taken aback, confusion
slightly creasing the corners of his eyes.
“Laura Witherow,” she offered. “From the
bingo charity event last night.”
His stance immediately relaxed and he
returned her smile. “Of course. I trust you had a successful
night?”
“Yes, as a matter-of-fact, I was just having
Dexter—” She glanced at him and noticed a look of alarm in his
eyes, before quickly suppressing it from Laura’s gaze.
Snapping, he said, “Let’s get on with this. I
have a mountain of workload backed up.”
She frowned. What was that all about?
“I’m certain this won’t take long,” Daniel
assured him and approached the computer. As he bent over the
monitor, he shot over his shoulder to Laura, “By the way, I’m not
sure who donated the blueberry pie, but I took a piece home last
night and it was divine.”
Laura beamed, pleased. “Really? That was my
contribution.”
He stood up, pushing his glasses into place,
momentarily abandoning his task. “Is that right? Well you did a
fantastic job. I so rarely get a blueberry pie made with real
berries so it was a real nice treat.”
Chuckling, she agreed. “Those canned fruit
pies can’t, in all sincerity, call themselves pies. Not to mention,
nine out of ten of those pies also use frozen pie crusts. It’s
disgraceful.”
His eyes lit up. “You made the crust from
scratch as well? It really had a real nice taste to it. Some kind
of kick to it—”
“You noticed!” she exclaimed excited. “That’s
because I decided to add a pinch of mint extract—”
“Ok, look here, we are here to fix a computer
glitch, not exchange recipes,” Dexter’s irate voice interrupted
them.
Daniel made an apologetic face then quickly
turned back to the computer. “No harm, Dex, you’re just on the
preface screen. Just hit the LAUNCH icon and that will bring you
back to the main page.”
Startled, Laura beamed inwardly but couldn’t
help shooting a smug brow at Dexter who only scowled in return.
“I’ll remember for next time. Thanks Daniel.”
“Sure thing.”
When Daniel didn’t make for the door as
pronto as Dexter would have preferred, he glanced up at the
computer engineer and said, “That’s all. You can go now.”
Daniel shot his brows high, grinned, then
sauntered for the door. “Nice meeting you, Laura!”
“You too, Daniel.”
When he left, she turned her amiable face
back to the scowling man opposite her and sighed. Right, she
reminded herself, time to switch gears. Daniel was so pleasant and
refreshing, she almost forgot she had to be on her guard around
Dexter’s brooding self.
Repressing her smile, she returned to her
chair and presented him with her best somber persona. He shot her
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