Page 22 of Aryan


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“I’ll be in my office when you are ready.”

“Peter’s smart mouth is going to write a check his ass can’t cash one of these days,” Aryan says. I do not comment as I concentrate harder than I need to on the menu. I don’t want to tell him I want to see the new manager Peter was talking about, but I dare not say that. The server comes over and takes our order, breaking the tension at the table. I have the creamy Tuscan chicken and pasta, and of course, Aryan has the skirt steak and potatoes.

“Can I try your steak?” I ask because it truly looks delicious. He doesn’t answer, cuts a piece of steak, spears it with his fork, and passes it to me. I eat the meat off the tines of the fork, immediately moaning from the flavors; it is delicious, seasoned, and cooked perfectly.

“That is amazing. Next time I come here, I have to get that.”

“I’ll bring you back whenever you want,”

“Okay.” we finish our lunch since it is almost time for my interviews to start.

“I will be back as soon as I am done with my appointment. Don’t try to rush. I can wait here in the lobby or back in Shepp’s office,”

“Alright, I’ll make sure to text you when I begin the last interview,” I tell him when I see Lennox walk in. Aryan and I stand there watching Peter walk over to her and kiss her in the middle of the lobby, causing every woman watching to swoon. That man loves that woman and is not afraid to show it. When she can finally extricate herself from her husband’s arms, she finally makes her way to me.

“Are you ready? Hi Aryan.”

“Yep,” I say.

“Hi Lennox,” Aryan replies, bending down to kiss her on her cheek.

“Well, let’s get going. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.”

“I can take care of myself,” I reply before he can as I walk off with Lennox.

We get set up in the conference room and prepare for our first interview.

“I came up with some additional questions you might want to ask,” Lennox says, handing me a paper with several questions written out. “I’ll sit with you, but I will not talk unless you want me to. This is your show, and you need to get comfortable with being the boss,” she says, and I laugh because, for the first time, I am the boss. That’s crazy. The knock on the door alerts us to the first interview being here, and for the next few hours, it is nothing but non-stop interviews. Some were interesting, others were an immediate no, but there was only one that was a yes. I want to compare notes with Lennox before I make my final decision. Lennox walked the last applicant out, and I grab a bottle of water, suddenly thirsty as I wait for Lennox to come back.

“Brooklyn!” I hear my name being called, but I feel like I am fighting through a murky darkness. I am almost too tired to find my way out, but eventually, I do. I blink my eyes, looking up at Lennox, wondering what happened.

“What happened?”

“You tell me. I came back to see you with your head resting on your arms, but when I called your name, you didn’t respond. If you hadn’t opened your eyes just now, I was going to call 911. Brooklyn!” she yells again.

“What?” I say, irritated because why does she keep yelling at me?

“Why do you keep falling asleep like this?”

“I am sure it is just the itis from lunch.”

“Let’s go,” she says.

“Go where?”

“To the hospital,”

“For what?” I say, genuinely confused.

“So I can run some tests.”

“No, I am fine.”

“Really? You can either come with me, or I can call Aryan and all of the wives and let them know what’s happening, and then you’ll still end up at the hospital.”

“Fine, but that is not fair.”

“Fuck fair. I want to make sure something is not seriously wrong with you,” she says, grabbing her purse and mine, helping me out the door. I am really tired and weak suddenly, but I know if I let Lennox know just how weak and tied I feel, she would probably admit me.

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