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Dymon Danger
Bernard keptupwith traffic as I tapped the screen of my phonewith one hand, holding my cup of tea in the other. I was going to need that secondcup of tea as soon as I got to workbecauseIdidn’t get as much sleep as I wanted to last night. My mind was on my new assistant. She was something, and I didn’t know how to describe itfully, just yet.
“Awfully quiet this morning. Everything okay? Ms. Everly didn’t work out?”
When I looked up at him, he was looking at me in the rearview mirror.
“Honestly, I don’t know yet. Idon’t think I want her to work out.”
“Why is that?”
How could I tell him that, just as she was speechless and stumbling over her words yesterday, I was the same way in my mind? When I walked in my office and saw her,I was very,verysurprised. She wasn’t what I expected at all.Ididn’t know what I expected, but I didn’t expect her.And thatfucking mouth. The lips too, but thatfucking mouth. Every woman who hadeverencounteredme, professionally, hadnever been that brazen. Andfuckit, I’d be honest, it turned me the fuck on… bad.
“Dymon?”
I looked up at him.“Yeah?”
“You don’t want Ms. Everly towork out, why?”
I inhaled and exhaled slowly. “Did you see her? Yesterday? In the orange shirt, standing on the steps.”
“I did.”
“So then you know why I don’t need her in my office. Afucking distraction.”
“Now, I am confused.You were angry that Denim took it upon herself to hire you an assistant, and, even more upset when you thought Quinci with an I was Quinci with a Y.So,isn’t that what you wanted? ‘Afucking distraction’?”
I hated it when he was right.
“But she’s the type of distraction that, after a couple of shots, and she came into my office, I wouldn’t turn her down—that type of distraction.And then she’s notafraid of me, not that I want people to be afraid of me like that, but… I fear that I enjoy herlil’ back talk more than I like to admit.”
“And today is just day two. It’ll wear off. Contain yourself.” He chuckled.
I nodded my head. “Yeah. Yeah, you right. I was just caught off guard. Everything will go back to normal in about a week. If she even lasts a week. I made her stay until, like, seven yesterday.”
“You’ve never been a torturer, Dymon.”
“I know. I’m tripping. I’m not going to do that.I’mmachill.”
I’d just told him to chill, so I couldn’t tell him that I’d just received an email from one of my private investigator’stelling me that they’dlook intoMs. Quinci Everly and her family.
“Good.”
He came to a stop in front of DHQ.
I swallowedthe last drop of tea when he got out to open the door for me.
“Have a good day. And just be yourself.”
“Thank you. You’re right. I don’t even know why I’m tripping.”
Inside, I nodded my head at everyone who spoke to me.Kia was sitting at her desk when I’d gotten off the elevator on my floor.
“Where did you get your newassistant?She seems like a piece of work.”
I raised my eyebrows in response because she knew I didn’t talk to her like that, especially not about other employees.At the top of the hall, I saw that my door was already opened and my brother sitting in my chair.Inadvertently, my eyes shifted toQuinci’sdesk, and she wasn’t sitting there. When I looked at my watch, it read five minutes to eight, so Iknew she’d be here soon. I hoped that she wouldn’t test me again by being late because I would really have a reason to fire her.
“Morning. I trust thatyou have something very importantto tell me seeing how you have broken into my office.”
