Chapter 8: Who?

My stomach was still feeling a bit off after that home-cooked meal Amelia had practically forced me to finish. And now, here I was, trying to focus on work while my stomach did somersaults.

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, Eddie walked into my office. He was the CEO of the company, a tall and imposing figure with piercing blue eyes and a commanding presence that could make anyone feel small. Today, he looked especially agitated, his brow furrowed and his jaw clenched.

"Luna, we need to talk," he said, his voice low and serious.

I swallowed hard and nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat. He paced around the room for a moment before finally sitting down across from me.

"What's going on, Eddie?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

He let out a long sigh and ran a hand through his hair. "I've been thinking, and I've come to a decision," he said, his eyes boring into mine. "I'd like to take you to lunch."

I blinked in surprise. "Lunch?" I repeated, unsure if I had