No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Even when someone messed up, he wouldn't lash out or berate them directly. Instead, he had this way of gently nudging you back on track, a sort of roundabout reminder that somehow managed to be both motivating and sparing of your blushes.

So, with a chuckle and a grin, he became the boss, the kind that seemed to do nothing all day yet somehow had everyone working their tails off for him.

I found myself caught up in the act too, throwing out compliments like, "Even working at a snail's pace feels like letting Mr. Smith down."

Grant just laughed it off, "Hey, I'm not putting any pressure on you. Work's never-ending, don't rush it."

A boss who doesn't drive his employees hard? Grant was a first for me.

Well, when someone's offering kindness, turning it down would just be playing hard to get. So, I accepted with a smile, "Got it, I'll remember that."

"You've lost a lot of weight, you okay?" Instead of going over the report I handed him, Grant started a chat.

We weren't super tight or anything, but right from the start, it felt like we'd known each other for ages.

Still, I kept a professional distance, "I'm fine, really."

"Yeah right, you look like you've been drained by a vampire," he joked, pulling out a gift box from his drawer, "This was from a client a few days back, some sort of vitality booster. Take it, might do you some good."

I took a look, "This seems like it's for women, you sure it was meant for you, Mr. Smith?"

it was for me. They thought I had a

always had a story ready, but his heart was in the right place, so I didn't

to that," he replied, giving off a vibe that made everything

noticed he wasn't in a hurry to sign off on anything, and given his philosophy that work never really ends, I didn't push

He smiled. "Sweet, literally."

Mr. Smith?" I said, leaving with the health drink he gave

the afternoon, Grant finally came by with the signed report, "Director Hudson, got a bit

his laid-back approach was well

straightforward, "How could it possibly

a point. I'll do better next time," Grant said, then, almost casually,

Jefferson Daniels was getting out

Grant

Mr. Smith," I apologized, having just

just add another one to the list," he

I said with

reports before leaving, only to bump into

meeting

there was more to it,

Ernest and I

now, I