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Lee’s icy vibes toward Alexa froze her out every time. Lee had been known to let go a lot of employees, mostly young women, for some odd reason. Probably had something to do with that lawsuit.
Oh, great!
When she got off the elevator she ran towards the double glass doors. TLC Advertising.
There, Pamsey, the receptionist, happened to be sitting at her desk tapping away on her computer keyboard. She often came in early to clear vendors’ e-mails and get an early start to the day. It took a while for Pamsey to warm up to her. Or anyone for that matter. Pamsey was damn good at her work, but different. Gothic in appearance with her jet black hair, blue streaks of hair, black nail polish on her fingers and toes, black lipstick, thick black eye-liner, pierced nose and yep, you guessed it. Black attire. Always.
Still, Alexa admired her spunk. The whole team did. There had been talks of promoting her to account coordinator—after Alexa was promoted—and hiring another receptionist. Pamsey, may not be the best people-person, smiling only on occasion. But she was professional and damn efficient and had a head full of creative ideas. She got things done.
“You’re early.” Pamsey’s eyes were glued to the computer as she spoke to Alexa.
“Oh, yeah. You know just trying to get a start to the day. Did you have a nice weekend?” Alexa bit down on her lip as she tried to hide the jitter in her cracked voice. Nothing seemed to be working out that morning as planned.
Alexa had a sick feeling no one else was in the office. Most of the lights were turned off in other areas. Including the I.T. area. It was a loft office with high ceilings and an open concept. A large plant adorned the reception area with comfortable couches and artsy coffee table for clients. Ceiling to floor windows that gave a breathtaking view to Mercy Springs, Texas. They weren’t the only advertising agency with that view. Apparently, Jess’s old buddy from high school had an office in the plaza adjacent. Another advertising agency.
“S’okay. How was your weekend?” she said nonchalantly, as if she couldn’t really care less if Alexa answered.
“Good. Thanks. Got lots of rest.” Okay that sounds so lame.
“Anyway, is Brett in? I needed him to look at something on my computer for me.”
“Nope.”
“No?”
Pamsey looked up from her computer. Unimpressed.
Emphatically, she repeated, “No. He’s. Not.” She glanced back to her computer screen then continued, “He’ll be in around noon. Had a doctor’s appointment.”
What?
“Oh. Cool. That’s fine. I’ll wait.” No. That’s not cool. Not at all. I can’t wait! Oh. No. I am so dead.
Pamsey looked back at Alexa with a ‘what-ever’ expression as if she could somehow read her mind and sense her urgency. She then shrugged and settled back to her work on her computer. Alexa got back to finishing her silent panic attack which may very well morph into a full blown nervous breakdown. If she didn’t have a Plan B beforehand, she had seconds to conjure up one now.
Jess was about to receive Alexa’s e-mailed seduction. Part of her—probably a larger part of her—wanted Jess to know exactly what she felt about him in her heart. How much she longed to get close to him in every sense of the word. Another part of her was terrified of what he would really think of her salacious, uncensored thoughts of him. Would she ultimately turn him on, or log him off her for good?
Moments later, Alexa sat in her cubicle and glanced down at her sterling silver Guess watch without the numbers. It was 9:30 in the morning—her Starbucks green tea untouched. As the tea bag seeped in the container, thoughts of Jess Tandon seeped in her mind.
Her life would probably change forever after their meeting. The very man she desired. The most unavailable, out-of-her-grasp object of her desire was about to read her explicit, seductive (and highly embarrassing) e-mail.
She jolted up when her phone rang on her desk. Reluctantly she pressed the speaker option when she saw it was reception calling.
“Hey, Pamsey.” Alexa tried to hide the sound of defeat in her voice.
“They’re waiting for you in the boardroom.” Pamsey’s voice boomed through the speaker phone. Alexa’s heart boomed through her chest.
Her pulse raced hard and fast. Her throat tightened up and her legs felt weak, almost lifeless. Did Jess already view the e-mail?
Jess Tandon grabbed his file and his BlackBerry and headed to the boardroom. He was dressed in his navy blue business suit. Normally, he wasn’t formal, but today he would be meeting with another client from out of town. He’d also just gotten off the phone with Brea, the owner of Hot Spot Resorts. He couldn’t wait to get the appraisal over and done with and have Alexa start working on the account.
