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I have a lot of work cut out for me.
We pass through security, and the red-haired receptionist blushes as I stride into the reception hall. We slow a bit but keep a steady pace. Duncan offers a few remarks about the company’s operations, and I nod. He diverts me to a corridor leading to the elevator.
“My office is on the last floor, right?” I ask as the steel doors slide open.
“Yes, Mr. Duncan. It’s ready for you. Do you want to go to the last floor first, or go on a tour to meet the people you’ll be working with?” His finger pauses over the buttons.
I think about it for a moment and make a quick decision. I know little about my team, so it’ll be better if I have my meetings first and process all the information I get later while resting up in my office.
“Please take my briefcase to my office. I’ll start with the meetings.”
He grins. “Alright, sir. The second floor it is.”
As he pushes the button, the doors close and the elevator moves up. I run my hands through my hair and tug at my suit. Duncan tries to suppress a chuckle by my side but fails.
“I need to make a good impression on my first day. Don’t you think?” I smile, adjusting my watch.
“Right as rain, sir. On my first day, I was nervous as hell. And I was just an intern. I didn’t know what to do. It was all so new to me.”
I turn to him. “And how did you manage? Did it go well?”
He bursts into laughter and I just stare at him not sure if that is a good or a bad sign.
“It went horribly, sir. I poured coffee on myself, slipped in the restroom, and typed wrong figures when I was given a task.” He wipes tears from his eyes, still laughing. “Oh, it was a crazy day.”
The elevator bell chimes, and I step out almost immediately.
Saved by the bell.
“Good luck, sir!” Duncan grins.
The elevator moves, and I turn. The operation area is spacious, with employees seated at their tables typing or carrying folders around. A woman with blonde hair approaches me. Her hair is shorter than Noelle’s.
Ah, Noelle.
There’s a tingling in my chest as the events of Friday night are played over in my head. Till now, she still hasn’t called. She didn’t pick up my calls either. Well, it was a great one-night stand. No hard feelings.
“Good morning, sir. You’re Mr. Thatcher, right?”
I nod. “Where is the HR department? I’m supposed to meet Sara Carter.”
Sara Carter is the head of the Human Resources department, according to my information. If I want to know my employees, her office will be a good place to start.
“I’m Sara’s assistant, Regina. Please follow me.”
I follow her to an office. Standing by a desk is a woman I’ll have to admit is gorgeous. Tall and slender, with dark eyes and midnight black hair, she looks better than in the profiles I went through. Her red lips glimmer, and her cheekbones are high and sculpted. Her dress, although formal, clings tight to her hourglass figure. She’s a perfect fit for a model, coupled with a noticeable sex appeal. Not that I care. The only thing about her I’m interested in is her skill.
“M-Mr. Thatcher. You’ve arrived.” She tugs at her hair.
“Mrs. Carter, am I right?”
She giggles. “It’s ‘Miss’, Mr. Thatcher. But you can call me Sara. Please, have a seat.”
Good start. Looks like this won’t be hard after all.
“It’s good to finally meet you, Mr. Thatcher. Can I call you Maverick?”
Is that … color on her cheeks? Why is she blushing? This is a dilemma. I can’t have my employees getting all too familiar on my first day, but I don’t want to get off to a bad start as well. Maybe Sara is the friendly type. I suck in a sharp breath. A distance has to be maintained.
