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Her panic must have shown on her face because he chuckled. “Relax, little bee. I’ll only come in that early when you’re working from home.”

“You can do that? What about if you have meetings scheduled?”

“Well, a lot of my meetings are via phone or video conference, so I can do the early mornings ones in my office at home. And I’ll just instruct Kathy not to schedule any in-person meetings until after nine.”

That was so stinking thoughtful of him. She wanted to drop to her knees and worship his cock right there. That’d probably be frowned upon.

“You don’t have to do that. I can get up earlier.”

He grinned at her. “No, baby. You’ll need your rest; I plan on keeping you up late.”

She sat on the edge of his desk and leaned over so she was hovering over his briefcase.

“But the earlier we arrive, the earlier we can go home.”

“Not necessarily, honeybee. You will quickly discover how hard it is for me to get out of here. That’s why I like having to feed Phoebe. It makes me leave at a reasonable time.”

“Define reasonable.”

“I consider eight to be reasonable.”

Thirteen-hour days. Damn.

He’d told her the day she delivered Phoebe that he worked fourteen-hour days, often six days a week, so she supposed that was an improvement.

“I guess I better make sure to bring my Kindle with me so I can get some reading done while I wait.”

He gave her his trademark wink.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make sure you have plenty to keep you occupied. Starting today.”

Oh snap!

He stood and came around his desk. “Let me show you where Human Resources is.”

**

Having the CEO personally walk her into the Human Resources department and introduce her on her first day probably got Utah a bit of special treatment.

Or maybe it was when he told her he’d check on her around lunchtime that garnered the extra attention.

Whichever it was, it seemed to do the trick. More than one staff member helped her, and they were almost too nice. They didn’t keep her waiting around, like had been her experience in the past. Every company she’d worked for—either as contract labor or as employee—the HR personnel never displayed the sense of urgency to help her that Boston General’s staff did.

Another thing was they let her redo the picture for her ID badge when she saw she’d wrinkled her nose in the first one. That had never happened before. In fact, her eyes were closed in the last ID badge she’d had, and they wouldn’t let her retake it.

To top it off, the HR director herself walked Utah to her new office when she heard Utah ask for directions to IT.

The people in her new department were polite enough, but they didn’t exactly go out of their way to be helpful either. That seemed to be the norm when she came in as a consultant. She was usually viewed as someone who was paid an obscene amount of money to find fault with everything they were doing.

They weren’t exactly wrong.

Except for the part about being paid an obscene amount of money. At least not this time.

HR’s department head must have clued in Roger Farnsworth, the IT’s department head, about Liam delivering her personally, because not long after she was issued a laptop and shown to an out-of-the-way cubicle, he came out of his office to introduce himself. Then he did a quick look around at her grey fabric-covered five-foot walls and led her to an empty office with a window and everything.

“I think this will be more comfortable for you.”

“Thank you, Mr. Farnsworth. This is great,” she cooed with more enthusiasm than she was feeling.

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