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I nodded. “You’re right. After all, we’re talking about how I’m going to fill a pool with my money and swim in it.”
Our next project was going to be a hospital for a local health network. This project was huge, and we were sending some of our lower level associates to watch the project with Colten. So I was in charge of interviews for extra help around the office. As soon as I finished this meeting with Colten and Oliver, I was going to conduct those interviews and find a suitable person. This hospital was going to make us big money and it represented a huge step forward for this company. It would allow us to expand and go into an international market. We needed people on our team who could handle it.
An hour later we finally managed to finish our meeting, having discussed all important points of this project. I was getting more excited, enjoying the rush I felt each time we began some new construction. I loved new opportunities and the adventure. The bigger business was, the better, and I was already creating all the great possibilities in my mind. Oliver and Colten shared my enthusiasm, and I needed their heads in the game in order for us to succeed.
2
Grant
I returned to my office to meet with some of the potential help. It was located on the top floor of the large building complex we fully owned, which reflected the fundamental concepts of our firm—it was modern, innovative, and expensive. All partners’ offices were made of floor-to-ceiling windows, providing us a great view of the nearby park, and had a lounge and a full bathroom. They were equipped with the high quality furniture and hardware. My office was separated from the rest of the floor by a glass wall, so I could see what my employees were up to anytime. I liked the control.
I sat at my desk, skimming briefly through the applications before I started the interviews. There were several candidates, so I prepared myself mentally for the long afternoon. That meant coffee with a splash of scotch.
I notified my secretary to let the first person in. After a few moments, she entered with one short, chubby guy in his thirties. He was wearing a brown tweed suit and a pair of very thick eyeglasses.
I stood up and shook hands with him, dismissing my secretary. “Good afternoon,” I said, raising my eyebrow when he gave me a limp handshake. A weak handshake always left a bad impression on me. It indicated a lack of confidence or enthusiasm, both of which were bad for the business.
“Good afternoon,” he responded.
“Please, take a seat.” I motioned toward the seat across from me and waited for him to sit down before I did the same. I skimmed through his application again. “So, Mr. Jenner, can you tell me more about yourself?”
He began elaborating about his education and experience, mentioning so many things at once that I got lost after his third sentence. I nodded several times, pretending I was paying attention, but the way this man spoke bored me to death. His voice was monotone, and he talked about the most irrelevant things. I was on the verge of yawning.
“Okay,” I interrupted him, not willing to listen about the “excellent recommendations” he’d received from several firms he’d been working for so far. “I noticed that this would be your first time working in the construction field. What made you decide change your field?”
“Well, I thought it was the right time for a change.” He didn’t elaborate any further telling me more than he realized. He probably got fired. Great, just what I needed. I asked him one more question, but his answer was also meek. Overall, he didn’t seem eager to me, so I decided to end this interview early. He wasn’t the right person for us.
“Alright, Mr. Jenner. Thank you for your time. We’ll notify you about the status of the position as soon as possible.”
He got up and scurried out of my office. I shook my head. These days there were so many people like him—incompetent and uncertain of what they wanted in life. How could they jump into something they didn’t know anything about just because?
I told my secretary to bring the next candidate in. The glass door opened, and I raised my eyes from the papers in front of me. My secretary entered the office, followed by a hot petite blonde. I froze, forgetting for a moment that she was my next interviewee. I was totally surprised to see such an attractive woman in my office. Most of the associates were young men, recent college grads looking to do office work to get a start in a big firm like ours. I didn’t even realize the name on the top of the resume was a woman.
Fuck. My eyes immediately slid over her thin body, stopping for a moment on her slightly bigger breasts that stretched the thin material of her white collared shirt. She was wearing a black pencil skirt that revealed her perfectly shaped legs in black high heels. My hands itched to touch those legs, curious to know if her skin was as smooth as it looked.
My gaze stopped on her brown eyes that were now eating me alive, confirming that the attraction was mutual. She became a bit flushed, which is exactly what I would have expected.
Pull yourself together, Grant.
I smirked, regaining my composure. “Good afternoon, Ms. Layne.”
I watched her walk confidently, captivated by the sight of her slender hips swaying. She offered her hand for a handshake, which I gladly accepted, more than eager to touch her. Her small, warm hand fit perfectly in mine, her fingers grasping my hand tightly, and I wanted to know what it would feel like to have those fingers around my dick.
Focus, Lawson. Focus.
“Good afternoon. I am Madison Layne, but you already know that.” Damn, even her voice sounded cute. It was feminine, and I tried to imagine what it could sound like when she had an orgasm. Was it high-pitched? Was it raspy?
Fuck, my cock swelled just thinking about it. “Grant Lawson. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” It was a pleasure indeed.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”
Oh, hopefully we could have much more pleasure.
Fuck. Where did that thought come from?
I lowered myself back into my seat, trying to cover my growing boner.
“You may take a seat.”
