Addison smirked impishly when Preston gave her his full name, a little defensively. She held back a chuckle and took another sip of her iced coffee. To her question about what the rest of the day had to offer, Preston remembered that there was at least one meeting he would have to participate in, probably to take notes for someone who was too important to go themselves.<br/><br/>It was a design meeting and it was at 1 o’clock, if Preston’s memory was correct. She perked her brows, but didn’t say anything, her eyes narrowing while she kept the straw sitting against her bottom lip, without actually sucking on it. Meetings, taking notes, listening to fat, balding men as they talked about how to make yet another phallic shaped building.<br/><br/>They were all compensating for something, clearly.<br/><br/>Preston took a step backward and suggested that her dad might have a meeting that he wasn’t aware of. He offered to bring her back to his office so that she could check on it. Addison rolled her eyes. “Yeah,” she sighed out the word. “I’m sure he’ll want me to check in with him,” she lowered the cup from her mouth and headed down the hallway, back in the direction of the offices. “He’ll probably want a full report of how you’ve been doing, at least.”<br/><br/>She walked in front of Preston, her hips swaying in a way that may have acknowledged she knew he was looking while her ass jiggled as she took her sassy, hurried steps. “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you later, Preston.” Addison said from over her shoulder, getting one last glimpse of him, before stopping in front of her dad’s office door. She rapped on it a few times, then opened it up.<br/><br/>Addison closed the door behind her and smiled at her dad, who was on a phone call. That didn’t stop him from waving and smiling at his daughter, though. After a few moments of Addison walking around his office and randomly touching things, Gary Marino stood from his chair and collected his briefcase. “Hey sweetie, I hope the kid’s doing a good job of showing you the ropes.”<br/><br/>He stepped around his desk to give Addison a hug. “I’ve got to head out to inspect a site, but I want you to stay here for a meeting at 1. It’s a design meeting for a newer project. Pretty typical around here. I’d like you to sit in on it and give me your feedback. Okay? Oh, and feel free to order something from Postmates for lunch.” He slipped her a golden business credit card.<br/><br/>Addison smiled at him, then glanced down at the card before slipping it into her back pocket. “Okay, dad. I’ll be there.” Gary smiled back at her and slipped out of his office, leaving his door ajar as he exited. He walked down the hall and checked in at reception to let the lady at the desk know where he was, in case others asked. Soon after, he was on his way out.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Addison took the seat at her dad’s computer, leaning back in the plush leather seat and pressing the space bar on the keyboard to wake the monitor up. She grinned and looked through the tabs her father left open, as well as the icons on his desktop. There was something she found called the office directory, which captivated her. She opened it and immediately searched for Chadwick.<br/><br/>Addison pulled her phone out and added him in as a new contact. Just for fun, she decided to send him a text message, then peered at his cubicle from where she sat.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">1 New Message: From Unknown Number</span></b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><br/>
I saw you grinding up on the boss's daughter.<br/>
You planning to hit that or what?</span>​</div>