What had she said? They’d spent the past two hours hanging out, having a great time, and somehow, she had no idea he was the CEO of LightWave. He opened his mouth to explain, but she leaped from her seat and grabbed a metal pole to steady herself as the train ground to a halt. “This is my stop,” she announced, and scooted out the double metal doors. He followed in a stupor, holding a heated internal philosophical and ethical debate. She didn’t recognize him. She liked him for him. He should tell her he was her boss—well, her boss’s boss’s boss. “I wonder what Mr. Frellish is like,” she wondered aloud. Uh, how to answer this? “He…he’s a computer geek at heart. We speak the same language. He hangs out a lot with the engineers and help desk team,” he said, feeling horrible and deceptive speaking about himself in third person. He knew he should tell her he was Noah, but he’d had a great time with her tonight, and the relationship would change if she knew he was the CEO.
