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“No, I already have a car coming.”
He nods. Sophie and I say our goodbyes and then they’re off.
What the hell was that? Ten minutes ago I was 100% sure that it was impossible for me to find anyone attractive in my current state of mind. How am I this attracted to Sophie’s father, a man who should be twice my age?Although he doesn’t look it, a tiny voice in my head quips.
I have never had that strong of a physical reaction to anyone, not even Jerry.
I’m just glad that Glen won’t be a part of my social circle and I won’t be encountering him on a frequent basis. That situation would be chaotic, and that’s the last thing I need in my life right now.
Thank God for small miracles, right?
Chapter Two
Glen
What the fuck is wrong with me? Why can’t I stop thinking about her? She is my daughter’s best friend for God’s sake!
It has been a few days since I met Emma and I can’t stop thinking about her green eyes and the way she stared at me after I punched that asshole’s lights out.
I look at the hand grasping the steering wheel of my Mercedes and flex it. A twinge of pain radiates through my fist and it makes me feel triumphant. You would think I have a damsel in distress kink, but that’s not it. Emma is exactly my type: petite, a rocking bod and a cherubic face that could stop your heart.
That evening, her hair was up in a bun. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how it would feel to run my hands through it. How she would look with it cascading over her shoulders.
I’m sick. That must be it, because why else would I be so preoccupied by a girl almost half my age? Especially considering what I have going on in my life right now.
Work today is probably going to be one of the worst professional days I’ve ever had.
I am dreading walking into our building as I hurtle down the Big Dig.
Med-Fields Inc.is a medical equipment supply company that I started decades ago, just before Sophie was born. I had trained very hard to become a doctor. I wanted to be a surgeon. However, on one particularly grueling day of med school, I realized I had lost my passion for medicine. I still wanted to be in the medical field, so I explored different paths and finally landed where I am today.
My job is the perfect mix between medicine and business and I love it. However, the company has been facing some difficulties over the last few years. The business landscape is changing rapidly andMed-Fieldshasn’t been able to keep up. There are so many advancements in medical tech, and tech in general. Newer companies are springing up and becoming stiff competition. All of these things have made life difficult for us in the last few years.
We are big enough now that I have to answer to a board. That board has now decided to terminate my entire Human Resources team and outsource that work to another company.
I’ve always been very secretive when it comes to my business. I only tell my employees what they need to know and keep my cards very close to my chest. The idea of opening up my company to outsiders makes my skin crawl, especially because part of the job is to come in and ‘trim the fat’ as James Leash, one of our board members, said.
It infuriates me to know that these people will come in and potentially fire members of staff that have been with me from the very beginning.
I am not an overly sentimental person, but these are people who have dedicated their lives to growingMed-Fields.
I don’t know what is going to happen, but I know it’s going to be a shit show in the end. Even if the company ends up thriving as a result of this, I don’t know if it will be a company that I would want to be a part of.
Normally, I make it a point to be at work before almost everyone else. However, I know I will be even less pleasant to be around today, so I make sure to turn up just before my meeting with the new HR team.
When I walk into the building, I am met by my assistant, Garrett. He takes my briefcase and says, “Everyone is assembling in the boardroom right now.”
I nod to him and make my way toward the boardroom, and he walks off in the direction of my office, brimming with efficiency.
As I wind through the halls ofMed-Fields, I can’t help the feeling of pride that bubbles up within me. We operate out of a building in downtown Boston. Most of its nine floors are storage space for our merchandise, but the two floors that are office space are beautiful.
Since we own the building out right, we hired professional decorators to turn the space into a dynamic and, at the time, futuristic workspace.
It’s all glass, white marble and wood. A few things have changed over the years, but the aesthetic has remained the same and has still managed to look quite modern.
I can’t help but pat myself on the back for starting all of this. Of course, I had help, but still, this was all me.
I finally got to the boardroom. I place my hand over the doorknob and take a deep breath. I fix a smile on my face, and I can swear that I hear my face crack.
