I flip her a mental middle finger.
With that, the office barracuda turns around and stomps out of the kitchen on her ten-inch heels that don’t have red soles.
Wow. Just wow.
Pete leans into me. “She’s a lot to handle when you first meet her. A real tough nut to crack.”
Or areal nut job?“Thanks for the heads up,” I say. “But like she pointed out, it’s unlikely we’ll be working together.”Thank you, God.
“Lucky you,” Pete says under his breath.
My eyes widen.
He cringes. “You didn’t hear that.”
Oh, yes, I did.
There’s a knock at my door.
My eyes bounce up, it takes everything in me to school my expression.
It isn’t Kaz.
Cressida is hanging from the door frame. “What are you still doing here?”
“I reactivated an account with the software I used to use to manage my social media posts for my corporate floral company. The software was essential to leveraging my online presencefor one company, but since I’ll be managing four different divisions of Kaz’s company, it’s going to be my lifeline.”
Cressida approaches my desk. “Can I take a peek?”
I turn my laptop
She nods. “You didn’t slack on your first day.”
I shake my head. “I’m too eager to get started. My head is buzzing with ideas.”
“You’re the right woman for the job.”
Ihope so.“I don’t want to let Kaz down.”
“With this level of organization, that’s not possible.”
“Planning is one thing, execution is another.”
She gestures at my screen. “Everything is color coordinated. You got this.”
I laugh.
“Can I close your door?”
Uh-oh.“Sure.”
She closes it and slides into a guest chair across from my desk. “A little birdie told me Maybellynn welcomed you with open arms.”
I frown and tilt my head to the side.
“I’m being facetious.”
“For a minute there, I thought we had a different definition of the word welcome.”
