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I doubt she thought any of this was great. She was a total control freak.
“You’ll manage two new product lines. One will be hot and spicy tequilas and the other botanical flavored vodkas,” Jonathan explained. “Dora will email you all details. But here are a few things you should know.”
For the next forty-five minutes, I jotted down notes. Between the speed of my scribble and the fact that I struggled to keep my eyes off my hot boss as he spoke, it would be a minor miracle if I could decipher my normally neat handwriting when I returned to my desk.
“So, I think that about explains it all. Do you have any questions, Kara?”
Yes! So many…
What would it be like to kiss you?
Would your lips feel as soft as they look? And your chest as firm?
Will I be getting a promotion and a raise?
Why did you choose me?
Can you say my name again? Was there a better sound than my name on his lips?
And how long was this project in the works—was it before or after Friday night?
Knowing I couldn’t ask any of them, I said, “No. You’ve done an excellent job of covering everything. I’m sure I’ll have a million questions after a little time to digest and look over the materials your assistant sends me.”
“Very good.” He stood, and Cathy and I followed suit.
“Thank you, Jonathan,” Cathy said as she exited his office.
I made a split-second decision not to follow my supervisor out. Instead, I stopped in front of Jonathan’s massive desk.
Chapter Six
“I wanted to thank you again for this opportunity. I’ve been hoping to have a chance to do more important work here for a while.”
He removed his hand from his mouse and turned away from his computer monitor. His eyes met mine. “I know.”
“You do?”
He grinned. And the dimple in his left cheek I adored made a rare appearance.
“I gathered you weren’t one hundred percent satisfied with your position on Friday.”
My heart pounded in my chest.
Ugh. What did I say?
He laughed. There was the dimple again. “Don’t look so worried, Kara. You didn’t say anything bad.”
“Well, that’s a relief.”
He pointed at me. “It was more how you looked when you spoke. Your face gives your feelings away.”
I frowned, trying to push the thought of him taking me right there on his desk out of my mind. “I know. I should sign up for poker lessons or something.”
“Only if you start handling negotiations. Otherwise, I don’t see any reason for you to change anything.”
“Good, I have a funny feeling I’ll be very busy at work, and poker class may cramp my style.”
He chuckled at my lame joke. I probably should have just walked out and let him get back to his day. But I wanted to prolong the conversation, and since we were talking, I did have questions.
