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“I don’t understand. A job’s a job.”
Brittany stares moodily into her coffee. “Why is that exciting?”
I play my trump card.
“Because it’s as the personal assistant of Troy Remington.”
Now I have their attention.
Gemma whistles and Brittany claps her hands with excitement.
“Wow! That is news.” Her eyes shine.
“Troy Remington, huh? The most eligible bachelor in Chicago, Troy Remington. The heir to billions and so drop dead gorgeous he could model underwear on the runway at Paris fashion week, Troy Remington.”
“The Troy Remington who could burn a woman’s panties off with one lustful glare from his turbulent dirty eyes Troy Remington?” Gemma says wistfully, and it makes me giggle.
“Yes. I told you I had news.”
“This is life-changing, Laura.”
Gemma’s eyes are so wide she resembles a child’s doll and Brittany sighs dreamily. “Imagine your one on ones with him. Make sure you wear a short skirt and no panties. Cross your legs several times and flutter your eyelashes.”
“Yes, and lean over his desk and ask if he likes his coffee hot, as you flash him your cleavage.” Gemma giggles and it makes me laugh out loud.
“He’s probably got a girlfriend. Guys like that always do.”
“Or a boyfriend.” Brittany giggles and Gemma says with a sigh. “No. That man fucks women before breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I’ve stalked him online so much I’m surprised I haven’t had a visit from the cops with a restraining internet order.”
“Me too.” I giggle. “When my agency called and told me I was in line for the job, I stalked the hell out of him and I don’t mind telling you, I had a few hot nights imagining what it would be like.”
“What do you mean, and please say hot sex over his desk?” Brittany giggles and I nod.
“Of course. That man is so hot he could boil this coffee with one look alone.”
“Does he have a girlfriend?” Gemma says with curiosity, and I groan.
“Several if you believe the internet. I clicked on ‘images’ and there were dozens of glamorous women on his arm.”
Brittany sighs. “Lucky bitches. I bet he’s a bastard in the sack. All dominant and brooding. What I wouldn’t give for a night with him.”
“And now you get to spend every day with him, you lucky bitch.” Brittany says jealously and Gemma adds.
“I’m guessing he travels a lot. You will be required to accompany him.”
“Wow, get him drunk one night and you may be in with a chance.” Brittany laughs and I say in mock anger, “Hey, I’m not that bad.”
“True, you can hold your own in a room full of of freaking nerds, but look at what you’re wearing.”
I glance down at my sweater dress that covers my neck and every curve of my body. My boots are warm and cozy but show nothing of my legs and the thick hat and scarf I added for goodmeasure covers the rest of me perfectly against the chill of winter outside.
“You’ve got to up your game, my lucky friend.”
Gemma says thoughtfully. “There’s a personal shopper in Bloomingdales my cousin can recommend. It’s a bit pricey though. Did they mention the salary?”
“Only more than I made all year in the pet emporium. I’m living the dream, ladies.”
I grin as they stare at me with pure envy and Gemma sighs. “I bet he fucks like a pro.”
