Addison was visibly amused by Preston’s response to her question. She flashed him eyes that suggested as much, not that her grin wouldn’t have done as much, already. It was flattering to think that Preston’s first impression would be something along the lines of Addison being out of his league.<br/><br/>After she answered his question about why she was even bothering with showing up at the office at all, Addison chuckled and shook her head at his follow-up question. “He knows he has to make a very strong case for me to even consider it.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I just don’t have the passion for it that some people do.” She glanced down at his crotch with this comment.<br/><br/>“He wants me to become the boss.” She answered his other question flatly. “Like, I’d take his job and his office, whenever he’s ready to retire.” She looked back at Preston, a thought suddenly striking her, all while her gaze narrowed ever so slightly. “Wait, were you hoping that you would get his job?” She effectively ignored the part about how Preston may or may not have assumed that his boss did nothing all day long. She hadn’t planned on repeating it, anyway.<br/><br/>She smirked, thinking about the two of them essentially competing for the same job. Just the thought was humorous. When he mentioned the other reason why her father would likely be upset with him, Addison cackled quietly. “Or maybe it’s me he would be angry with. For distracting you so much while you’re hard at work.” She emphasized the word hard, giving her sentence a double meaning of sorts, even if it didn’t completely make sense.