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Ellie raised a self-conscious hand to the floral scarf which covered her hair. Even in an overall Ellie would attract keen male attention. Fashioned on petite but shapely lines, the young woman had hair so naturally fair it gleamed like silver, and clear green eyes enhanced by unexpectedly dark brows and lashes. Old or young? If this lech works late, he must be quite important. Then maybe one of the other cleaners will consider doing a permanent switch with you. Some of those blokes would report us.
When she emerged from the service lift, she realised that the layout was different from the floors below. Rounding a corner, she saw a large, luxurious reception area to her right. Beyond it, all the lights had been turned off, but she could dimly see an impressive set of double doors in the gloom. But when she looked to her left, another set of plainer double doors also greeted her at the far end of the corridor.
She raised her eyebrows, but assumed the unlit passage closer to Reception housed the office suite that was off-limits. Deciding to start at the opposite end and work her way back along the corridor, Ellie relaxed. She was delighted by the prospect of any evening shift uninterrupted by Ricky Bolton and his suggestive remarks. Her canvas-shod feet making little sound, Ellie opened one of the heavy double doors and had crossed the room to reach for the overflowing wastepaper basket before she registered that the interconnecting office beyond was still occupied.
The door stood slightly ajar, spilling out the unmistakable sound of male voices. The very last thing she wanted to do was get the older woman into trouble. Just as she was about to step back out again she heard male footsteps coming down the corridor, and practically had a heart attack on the spot.
Without even thinking about what she was doing, she shot behind the door to conceal herself, her heart hammering like a piston. The steps got closer and closer, and then stopped right on the other side of the open door. At that point Ellie just stopped breathing altogether. In the rushing silence she could now hear every word of the dialogue carrying through from the office next door.
She felt like a total idiot. What the heck had she been thinking of? The maintenance trolley parked outside supplied visible proof of her presence somewhere nearby.
Ellie raised a self-conscious hand to the floral scarf which covered her hair. Fashioned on petite but shapely lines, the young woman had hair so naturally fair it gleamed like silver, and clear green eyes enhanced by unexpectedly dark brows and lashes. Old or young? If this lech works late, he must be quite important. Some of those blokes would report us. Rounding a corner, she saw a large, luxurious reception area to her right.