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“Uh no, actually Mr. Jones threw them all out and is filing insider trading charges on them.”
“Oh my goodness! What happened?” He asked, leaning forward like we were a couple of teenage girls gossiping and I laughed lightly at him.
“They sold their stocks when they walked in the room and tanked the value of the company, trying to sell a heap of trash to Mr. Jones. I picked up that something was off and looked into it and caught it in time and he called the whole thing off. It got… really intense for a minute there. I thought punches were going to be thrown.”
“Oh my lord!” He gasped and covered his chest with his hand. “Well, I assure you, there will never be that much excitement down here for your normal job as my assistant.” He chuckled and walked around his desk.
“About that…” I started, grimacing. “I kind of quit while I was upstairs, and I don’t know if it was accepted or not, or if I’m fired or transferred upstairs or what.”
His eyes and his head shook back and forth as he tried to follow me. “Expand on that.”
“I kind of know Mr. Jones, from my school age years. He demanded I work upstairs with him after I caught the trick they were playing on him. I refused, because I want to work here at this job, but he demanded I switch. So I quit. But I don’t know where I stand currently.”
“Oh.” Was all he said as he slumped down into his desk.
“I’m so sorry Mr. Peterson, I really want to work here with you, I think there is so much for me to learn as your assistant. I’m just not sure if he’ll let me.”
“Well.” He said and slapped his hand down on his desk, “it’s nearly the end of the day already anyway and I haven’t heard anything so let’s just assume you are still Cora Valentine, Personal Assistant to me, and we will go from there. Why don’t you go work on my schedule for tomorrow, familiarize yourself with it and pick a place for lunch on our way back from our eleven o’clock meeting. And we’ll hope that you get to join me for it tomorrow. Work for you?”
I smiled brightly up at him and stood, “That works perfectly for me.”
“Good.” He said, smiling.
I went out to my desk and did exactly all of that, but every time the phone rang, or my email pinged, I was afraid of seeing Mavericks name on the ID.
But it never happened and before I knew it, it was five o clock.
“Okay Cora, get out of here before he fires you and I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow.” Mr. Peterson stage whispered from his office door, and I nodded, grabbing my things, and sliding into my flats.
“Thank you Mr. Peterson.”
He winked at me and went back into his office.
As I got to the reception area, Nat was standing from her desk and looking for me. “So are we doing shooters of tequila for an hour until we’re smashed or fruity sweet cocktails all night?” She asked, looping her arm in mine, and falling into step next to me.
“Shooters for sure. They’re cheaper and quicker.” I answered as we got in the elevator and started to go down to the lobby.
“I like your style girlfriend.” She laughed.
She chatted on the way down with a few guys in the car and I tried to ignore the way they looked at me like I was fresh meat. There were already two alpha men that were fighting over me like a bone in a caveman’s den and I didn’t need to add any other knuckle dragging testosterone to the mix.
Speaking of testosterone, when we walked out into the expansive downstairs lobby Reid stood talking to a security guard and when he saw me he headed towards us with a charming smile on his face.
“I’m surprised to see you still alive and in the building.” He said when he got to us. He looked over at Nat and let his eyes travel over her appreciatively and then back to me.
“Yes well, for how long I’m allowed in the building is still at question.” I said.
“Well then I guess I’d better get you out to dinner while I still can.” He said, holding his arm out for me to take.
“Uh, actually. I never agreed to dinner, and I already had plans with Nat here.” I said. “Maybe another time.”
“Or you can come with us, we’re going to McCulley’s to get black out drunk on shooters of tequila to celebrate Cora’s total shit show of a first day.” Nat said, winking at Reid and dragging me towards the door. “Take it or leave it pretty boy.” She called over her shoulder.
“Oh I’m taking it, all day long.” He said as he smirked and followed after us like he was preparing himself for a crazy evening.
“Ms. Valentine,” A security guard called for me as we neared the door and I looked over at him as he spoke to me. “Mr. Jones would like you to wait for him here.”
“Let’s go!” Reid said, grabbing my other arm and running from the lobby with a laughing and cackling Nat and I in tow as we ran down the street like a couple of kids getting chased for lifting something from a five and dime store.
