Page 23 of Nothing to You
Myles opened the door wide again, and she went striding out, crossing past other executive offices and up the half dozen shallow stairs that led to his office.
She didn’t even look at those congregating inside the door, just stormed through them.
“Hotshot.”
He turned to her.“I’ll call you back,” he said, putting his phone away.“The rest of you out.”When she heard the door close, she folded her arms and waited.“Miss me?”
“Want to tell me what that performance was about?I have to work with these people.Why would you put me in charge?”
“I want in your pants,” he said, sauntering toward his desk.“Is it working?”
She wasn’t amused.“Hotshot!”
“Don’t get shrill,” he said, dropping into his chair.“Tell me who else I know better in that room?”She faltered.“These people will work under your purview and you’ll work under me.”
“Under your purview.”
“That too.”
“Hotshot,” she warned.“These people don’t know about us.That we know each other.”
“Why not?”he asked, rocking his chair in a slight arc back and forth.
“They’re my colleagues, our colleagues,” she said, trying not to show her surprise.“You want them to know?”
He shrugged.“We know each other.”
“Yes, but—”
“But nothing,” he said, smirking.“I don’t tiptoe around in cover-ups.We’re friends.”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” she said, brightening his smile for a flash.“I want a raise.”
“Nope.”
“Bigger apartment.”
“Nope.”
“Perks?Benefits?”
He inhaled like he was considering it, then sighed out his words, “Okay, you can suck my cock.I won’t make you beg.”
“Oh ha-ha,” she said.“You’re a comedian.”
“If I’d chosen another path in life…”
“I’ll text you if I ever get desperate.”
“Or wasted.Pussy pics always welcome.Upskirt it for me anytime.”
“What do you need me to do?”She was quick to hold up her hand to delay his response.“With Huddle Hope.”
While opening a hand to the chair opposite, he slid in at the desk.“I need Leon on SIT full time until the choices are final and the ball is rolling.But I can’t lose the reins on Huddle Hope; it’s too important.I need eyes and ears in that room.Yours.This is a minefield.”
“I know.”
“Why shouldn’t we have people cleared by medical professionals?”
