(Finn’s POV)I raised my head when the door opened, and Lexi came in with my smartphone. With her lips pursed and her eyebrows knitted, I knew my work wife wasn’t happy. I pressed my lips tightly, not wanting to comment more because I was sure she knew now what she had volunteered her name to.“Why didn’t you tell me?” She muttered irritatingly. I was sure her annoyance wasn’t for me but herself.I leaned on the backrest of my chair and looked at her amusedly. “You were busy doodling,” I accused, but only teasing her.Her eyes widened, and she gasped. “I wasn’t doodling.” She placed my phone carefully on the table and opened her notebook.My eyes squinted, trying to read her handwriting. “God, you must use a tablet or laptop next time. Your handwriting is terrible.”It wasn’t true. It was cute, and when I meant cute, for a font size, it was too small, but her handwriting was neat and organized as she underlined and highlighted the words she didn’t understand.“What’s the font size of

(Lexi’s POV)“Can I at least hold your hand?” Finn asked me before walking toward the door and glancing at my hands clenched on my side. I was walking as if going on a battle, not a lunch date with his mother.I looked at my hands, clasping them together as I decided quickly. I closed my eyes and breathed out before nodding.‘Oh, come on, Lexi. We’re good at this!’ I could imagine Lexa saying the exact encouraging words whenever we had to switch in the past.“Okay! Lights, camera, action!” I said in a hushed tone, extending my hand to him.As Finn held my hand and curled his fingers into mine, it was only then that I realized he was as nervous as I. He glanced at me and smiled anxiously. For a man who dated many women, I couldn’t believe he was worried about bringing his girlfriend to this lunch with his mother.The receptionist at the restaurant recognized him right away. Still, I caught her narrowing her eyes at me for a second as she probably remembered me with Frank, but she purse

(Frank’s POV)“Any news?”Sky asked as he got out of his private office and glanced at his wristwatch and then at Catherine’s clean table. Not a fan of extended overtime, she had already left an hour ago. I stood up, taking my bag and car key from the table. “Mr. Park’s secretary called, and she said he’s okay with the meeting moved to the afternoon,” I told him.The chairman of the Mars Group of Companies, the man I considered my best friend, chuckled amusingly at me. He tapped my shoulder.“I wasn’t asking about work, Frank. Your work was supposed to be over an hour ago, and I thought you’re still here because you’re waiting for Lexi,” he said, pursing his lips, and the way he looked at me, he was hoping it was really what I was trying to do.Disappointed, I shook my head. “Nah! They left early because Aliyah’s going out of the hospital today, and Lexa has to go to work,” I said and made a face.“Ah!” He exclaimed as we walked toward the elevator.“What does your ‘ah’ means?” I lo

(Finn’s POV)The elevator door opened on my floor office, and from where I stood, I saw Lexi raising her head and glancing in my direction, but instead of getting off the lift, I lifted my hand and gestured my index finger, pointing up.I immediately pressed the hold button when she stood up and dashed toward me after taking her planner and cell phone.“You’re late!” she muttered, looking upset with me when she got inside the elevator. “You’re supposed to be here an hour ago.”I quickly looked at my wristwatch and then at her. Lexi looked panicky as she opened her planner, and when I peeked at her notes, I couldn’t tell if she was checking on my schedule because of too many highlights, underline, and asterisks in some words. I wondered what they were for, but one thing I was sure of, I enjoyed looking at her cute handwriting.“Did I miss any meeting?” I asked curiously. I squinted my eyes, trying to recall any meetings or tasks I needed to do, but I couldn’t remember anything of the

(Finn’s POV)“Have you talked to Aliyah’s doctor?” I asked when I returned to the car.Lexi was already sitting in the car, and I found her using the pet fur remover in her blouse again. She glanced at me and smiled as she extended her hand at me.“What?” My eyebrows raised as I asked her.“Your suit jacket,” she mumbled. “Give it to me. Oxygen’s fur is all over your blazer. Hurry while I’m enjoying this little thing.”I chuckled, taking off my suit jacket. “You said you have a pet cat. Don’t you own one?” I asked, gave her my blazer, and watched her amusedly as she brushed the fur remover on it.She shook her head. “I always forgot to buy one,” she answered, narrowing her eyes as she concentrated on what she was doing. I wanted to laugh but didn’t want her to stop if she got offended.“How about we stop at the pet shop?” I asked her, thinking of buying her stuff for her pet, but she shook her head.“It’s not in your schedule. Remember you invited Frank for lunch, so just bring me bac