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Chapter 59: I Shouldn't Do It
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Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 60: I Need Your Help
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Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 61: I Love Lasagne
Noah's POV:"That's not what I meant," she hurries to tell me.I love watching her squirm. Her reactions are brilliant. I shouldn't really tease her. It's hardly professional."I'm pretty sure no one will see anyway," I tell her confidently, "but if they do, we'll just tell them the truth.""That you're taking me home?""No. That we're working late.""Oh... Yeah... That might make more sense."I bite my tongue so as not to laugh. As funny as it is, her reaction is a good reminder of why I really can't act on how I feel. I don't want to think about that though so I choose to start a safe conversation, talking about work.***Sitting in Eden's living room shifting through the new information she's gained, I want to ask her again where she got them. The more I look through it, the more curious I become as to who her source is. Not just anyone would have access to this many years of the company's accounts.These records go back twelve years. I don't know of many people who have been workin
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 62: Talking Over Dinner
Eden's POV:I've made this meal more times than I can count but I've never felt so nervous. We're actually sitting at the table unlike every other time Noah has eaten in my apartment. Usually we eat as we work but not tonight. It's strange and there's a weird atmosphere between us. This feels far more like a date than two colleagues working late together.Searching for something to say, I try to draw the conversation to safe territory but Noah is having none of it. When I ask his opinion on some of the data we've been working through, he tells me not to even think about it. It's frustrating and out of character. He's supposed to be a workaholic and yet here he is throwing it all aside and for what... to have dinner with me?"This is delicious," he says enthusiastically."It really is the only thing I can cook," I say, not exaggerating."Well, you could just eat this every day."Looking up at him from my plate, I notice that his eyes are teasing. He's enjoying this."I think I'd get a l
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 63: What Neither of Us Want to Say
Noah's POV:The next two weeks are mostly spent hidden away in Eden's apartment. When we're not at work, we're lost in a pile of paperwork, doing more mathematics than I've done in years. The more we delve into the accounts, the more confused we become. It's hard to imagine that all of this could be going on without Mrs Clancy knowing.Neither one of us have said it yet and I'm not sure either of us actually will but it's hard not to feel suspicious.There's been tens billions shaved off the companies profit margins and I'm struggling to believe that that amount of money can just disappear without someone noticing. Especially someone like Mrs Clancy. She's clearly a very intelligent woman. Not the sort of person it's easy to get one over on."This is insane," Eden says, getting to her feet and making her way towards me.Coming to sit on the sofa next to me, she points at a column of figures."Noah, this is huge money," Eden says angrily. "How could this go on for so long without..." He
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 64: No Common Sense
Eden's POV:I should pull away. I should tell him that I'm fine and not to worry about me. Now is the perfect opportunity to tell him who I am. Any of those things would be reasonable responses to his embrace.But I choose to stand still, grabbing the sides of his shirt with my fists so that I can cling to him. The one thing I probably shouldn't do. Not if I want to keep my sanity and whatever professionalism I have left.My heart is racing and I don't know if it's from being upset about my grandma or because he's hugging me. He smells amazing and he feels even better; warm and strong, he makes me feel surprisingly safe. This small gesture goes a long way to calm my nervous energy.If he wasn't here, I'd be rushing out the door to go to my grandma's. No matter how late it is, I'd barge in there and demand to know everything. But I'm not sure it would do me any favours. Grandma doesn't like ambushes. There's no way I'd get the information I need out of her. If anything I'd just make fin
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 65: Pink Ears & Worried Lips
Noah's POV:I kiss her even though I probably shouldn't. I've wanted to do it for months and as soon as my lips meet her, I know without doubt that I'm not going to regret this decision. She leans into the kiss, as I remove my hands from her arms so I can cup her face.My senses are in overdrive as I allow my tongue to explore Eden's mouth as one of my hands moved to the back of her neck, encouraging her to tilt her head up further as I step towards her, pushing my way into her personal space.Her hands wrap around my neck, inviting me closer still.The sensation of her tongue against mine combined with the taste of her is hypnotic. I don't know how long we stand here like this, lip locked, kissing with a furious passion that at least I've been trying to ignore for months. The feeling of her slight frame against my own body sends fire through me and I know if I don't pull away, I'll probably rush us into something that neither one of us is prepared for.This can't be just one night. Or
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 66: Professionalism & Dignity: Two things I Can't Maintain
Eden's POV:I'm practically giddy with excitement when I get to work this morning. I've barely slept, unable to clear my head of thoughts of Noah or more precisely kissing Noah. If I'd realised he was that good a kisser, I'd have kissed him sooner. Possibly.Alright, I probably wouldn't have. Especially because he can be a right jerk sometimes but I'd definitely have imagined it sooner.Thoughts of kissing Noah had even managed to keep me from ringing my grandma to demand answers about the company's finances. If distracting me had been Noah's goal when he kissed me, he did one hell of a fine job.The problem is that now I have to act like it didn't happen. I have no idea what Noah is thinking... I don't know if he wants to date or if it was a mistake. Just the heat of the moment or something. But really none of that matters.What actually matters is that this building is our workplace and I'm going to do my best to maintain a perfect level of professionalism. I will not let on that an
Dollar Signs: Do You Only See My Money? Chapter 67: Saving Someone's Dream
So much for getting out of the building before anyone saw me...It's always the way, right? When you're trying to avoid people you run into EVERYONE! Trust my luck that I'm wearing Noah's shirt on the one morning when everyone decides to come to work early. Mostly no one seems to notice as we make our way past them. It would help if I was wearing a coat but nope, I stupidly decided not to wear one today.Stacey definitely notices though. She stops us near the door to our department to ask Noah a couple of questions. There's a smirk on her face and I can only imagine what she's thinking."Nice shirt, Eden," she says casually. "You pull it off well... Definitely better than..."D*mn! I have to stop her before someone hears. It's perfectly innocent after all but there's no way anyone would believe me. What's more the truth is far less exciting than what the trashy gossip they can make up."I spilt my coffee," I try to explain before she can say anything else."Ah... I see," she says, adju
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