―Rightly said.‖ She answered ducking in the car.
Oscar closed the door behind her.
―You are definitely not winning any brownie points.‖ Max
said with a mock glare, glancing up from the computer screen he
had on some sort of extension out from the side of the car. He sat
against the leather seat with his long legs crossed at the knees.
When her eyes first set on him, she near lost her tongue.
He was wearing a navy suit, yellow shirt and striped tie. His hair
was neatly combed and she was certain not one ebony strand was
out of place. The whole aura he gave off at that moment gave the
impression of a powerful, wealthy man completely in control and
confident in his abilities. Not to mention the overwhelming
feeling of masculine appeal that seemed to just be tossed on her
like a bucket of warm water. This time she faltered in her
defences and found herself stuttering, ―I—I was teasing.‖ Her
shaky voice brought his eyes back to hers and slowly a smile
formed on his handsome face as his grey eyes studied hers. In
her defence, she‘d never seen him dressed for business. She‘d
only known him outside of work and thankfully so, because the
sight before her just destroyed all of her defences.
―I know you were button.‖ He paused watching her
intently, ―Are you a little nervous about today?‖
I’m shaking, trembling, nervous about you, she thought
as she got a whiff of his expensive cologne, and God do you smell
good, ―A little.‖
He smiled reassuringly, ―Here,‖ he pushed a small paper
bag toward her, ―I brought you a muffin.‖ That caused her to
laugh.
―I thought that was my job?‖ she said partially recovering
enough to tease him.
―I told you that you were too good to do those things for
me.‖ He said with an edge of seriousness.
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Did he say that? She was sure it wasn‘t put in that
context.
―Now, I know you don‘t drink coffee, so I wasn‘t sure
what you wanted to drink.‖
Vodka and tonic, ―Water‘s fine.‖ How did he know she
didn‘t like coffee? Well, Max didn‘t get where he was by not
being observant.
―There‘s some in the cooler there.‖ He pointed to a
partially concealed door next to her.
―Oh thank you.‖ She leaned over and opened it to retrieve
a bottle.
Max near groaned, the woman‘s derriere in that tan skirt
was flawless. Perfectly smooth and round and he had the
experienced eye to know that it was firm and smooth as silk like
the rest of her skin. Leave it to her to bend over in front of him
and not think twice about it. How easy it would be to flip up skirt
and…He quickly averted his gaze back to the laptop feeling the
rising heat in his groin. Christ, Luke would kill him if he knew
how he thought about Lily at that moment. Totally lost in the
images flashing in his mind, he started to recite the alphabet in
his head to distract him. Something he never had to do before in
his life around a beautiful woman. Maybe that‘s why he could
only think of the alphabet at that exact moment. This was going
to prove to be the longest summer of his life.
Nancy was a woman in her mid fifties who seemed very
warm yet professional. Max introduced them and Lily shook her
hand.
―You‘re Mr. Shayne‘s sister.‖ She said smiling.
―Yes.‖ Lily studied her expression to see if the
favouritism bothered the older woman, but the smile she wore
was genuine. It gave her some measure of relief.
―Nancy, set her up.‖ Said Max, ―I want her one hundred
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percent ready for Monday. It‘s going to be busy.‖
―Right away Mr. King.‖ She said
Max reached up and squeezed her shoulder, ―Lily, when
Nancy‘s done with you, I‘ll take you home. Just come and get
me.‖
―Okay.‖ She said still nervous.
―Take good care of her Nancy.‖
―I will.‖ She said with a boy scout salute causing him to
chuckle as he turned away.
After Max left, Nancy took her to a locked cupboard and
retrieved a Personal Data device, a mobile phone, and a binder
with Orientation printed on the front. For the next hour she
went over Max‘s routine, then she took her to the security office
to have a key card made with her photo on it.
Lily instantly liked Nancy. She answered her questions
and made her feel welcome. By the time the morning was over,
she was no longer as nervous.
―Now Max mentioned that you needed to be set up at the
boutique.‖ Nancy mentioned as she lifted her phone and dialled a
number, ―I‘ll get the car to take you over so you can get fitted.‖
She said as the phone rang on the other end.
―Max was right, you are efficient.‖ Lily had completely