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I shake both of their hands, with Sara’s lingering on mine longer than usual. I clear my throat and pry my fingers from her hands, before leaving the office and heading to the last floor. This is only my first hour here and I don’t want to make any waves yet, but whatever Sara is thinking needs to stop soon or I’ll be forced to do something about it.
Stepping off the elevator, I scan the spacious floor, with a reception area in one corner. A dark-haired man walks up to me, holding a notepad.
“Good morning, sir. Remember me?
I grin as we shake hands. “Good to see you again, Derrick.”
After Chris, Derrick Thomson was probably the most useful during my transition period. Athletic and towering at nearly six-foot-seven, he looks more like he should be playing some kind of sports than stuck in an office. One of my first acts as the new CEO was appointing him as my assistant and secretary.
“Duncan dropped your briefcase in the office earlier. I’ve already arranged the files containing all the information you need to know about the company. Welcome to HireCorp, sir.”
I thought I could use the down time to get ready for the meeting, but I’m more curious about the team than anything, so the office can wait. The other departments still need checking out.
“Thanks. I’ll be back to check out the documents. I want to visit the accounting department first.”
The tour of the accounting department is over in a little over fifteen minutes and I head for the elevator. As I step inside and the doors slide close, a figure walks by. It’s a blonde, with a figure just like Noelle’s. The door clasps shut before I can get a better view.
Now my imagination’s messing with me.
Chapter Five
Noelle
“Haveyouseenthenew boss? God, what a fine specimen!”
I wince inwardly as I grab myself a can of soda. Rhonda, my coworker who has a reputation as a voracious lover of handsome men, keeps praising the new boss. On a normal day, I’d try to indulge her in a conversation. Not today.
There’s only one reason: I know the new boss. I had a one-night stand with him just a couple of days ago.
Grimacing, I gulp some soda. When I spotted Maverick earlier that day, my heart beat like crazy. I had to make a quick escape to the bathroom and hope he didn’t spot me.
Rhonda’s rambles are often so intense she’s hard to ignore. Sighing, I turn to her.
“I’ve seen him. He has almost silvery hair, right?”
“Yup! That’s the man. Maverick Thatcher. Alpha! I’d do anything to get under all that hotness.” She bites her lips.
I force a smile. ‘Getting under all that hotness’ is worth drooling over – I can tell from experience. Rhonda isn’t far off. Maverickisan alpha male.
“You know, he could be married with kids in college.”
Rhonda giggles. “Nope. Heard from Brittany that he’s a widower. Have no idea if it’s true. But whether he’s married or not, I still want a piece of all that gorgeousness.”
I gulp the last of my strawberry soda and toss the bottle into a trash can nearby. I leave Rhonda to her fantasies and head for my office. I check the corridors, wary of Maverick. Why did I have a one-night stand with my boss of all people? True, I didn’t know at the time, but I could have asked what he did for a living, or how he got his Tesla. But no. I was too turned on by his hotness.
In my small office, adjacent to Chris’s much larger office, an imaginary scene where I stumble into Maverick plays in my mind. I can’t hide from him forever.
Rhonda mentioned something about him being a widower, so he may let off steam through one-night stands. If that’s the case, isn’t there a possibility he might forget me?
Then again, even if we meet, I might not have to talk directly with him. Since he’s at the very top, his people will be the managers of departments. He has nothing to gain from talking to me.
I shake my head as if that’ll wipe my thoughts. I have to forget Maverick. I can’t jeopardize my job. It’s a shame because the chemistry we shared was off the charts. But he’s my boss, and I’m just an employee. If anything goes wrong, I'll be the one to lose her job.
Throughout the day, thoughts of Maverick dominate my mind. I breathe a sigh of relief when the day ends. Rounding up my work, I grab my bag. I’m almost at the elevator when I stop short. Maverick is coming along the corridor, talking with Chris. I bolt to a turn in the corridor, hoping I wasn’t spotted.
They enter the elevator.
That was close.
