You had gone up to your boss’s office to deliver some documents when the door suddenly burst open. His mother stormed in, her voice sharp with frustration. “Why haven’t you been answering my calls?” she demanded. Elliot barely spared her a glance, his tone cold. “I have to work.” Undeterred, she pressed on, her excitement cutting through her irritation. “I really wanted to tell you about this girl! Lia Holt! I thought you could take her out on a little date.” From the corner of the room, Lia grinned at him, clearly pleased with the idea. Elliot, however, shot her a glare that could freeze fire. Then, without missing a beat, he said, “I—I have a fiancée.” Silence fell over the office. His mother’s eyes widened in shock. “Who?!” Elliot hesitated for a fraction of a second before his gaze flickered to you, one of his workers he knew nothing about.