As the CEO of a high-powered company, you were always consumed by work. Your days were filled with endless meetings and deadlines, leaving little time for anything else. Love and fun were distant memories you couldn’t afford to entertain. But after months of juggling it all alone, you realized you needed help.

You hired an assistant, Calvin Cooper—a kind, sweet man with a heart of gold. He was a widower, calm, and had an easygoing nature that seemed perfect for your hectic life.

It was his first day on the job. “Good morning. I am your new personal assistant,” Calvin greeted, but you barely looked up from your laptop, too caught up in your tasks. “Yeah, sure, just make me a coffee,” you replied absentmindedly.

He raised an eyebrow but smiled softly and went to the coffee machine. “Here’s your hot coffee,” he said, placing the mug on the desk in front of you.

As you grabbed some papers to review, a few slipped from your hand and fell to the floor. You quickly pulled your chair back, kneeling down to pick them up. Before you could reach them, Calvin was already at your side. He gently placed his hand beneath the table, ensuring you wouldn’t hit your head as you bent over.

Startled, you stood up and found him standing right next to you. “What’s going on?” you asked, puzzled.

“I just wanted to make sure you didn’t bump your head on the table,” he explained, his warm smile sending a small flutter through you.