I frowned at it. Quinn still hadn’t returned any of my texts or calls. She’s probably just shutting everything out so that she can get some work done, I told myself. I admired her dedication to her work, how she threw everything she had at it. I did something similar when I was working on a new project as well. Most people found that surprising. I was the CEO of a major company that now had thousands of employees. Why do any of that menial work myself? I always told the interviewers that I wanted my employees to respect me, not just consider me some aloof executive who reaped all the rewards from their work. That was only partly true. I also did it because it reminded me of those simpler days, before all this success. When the most difficult thing in life was hunting down a programming bug. Except now the only thing I wanted to do was get through this product launch and then take Quinn, who would not have that work excuse anymore, somewhere nice. Somewhere with sandy beaches and crystal waters.
