Good. At least she knows her place.“Did you get the paperwork we mailed to you?”
She nodded. “Got it all filled out and sent back in.”
I typed on my computer to double-check and make sure we did get it back in, and we did.
“So,” I said as I leaned back in my chair, “what made you want to interview with my company?”
She swallowed hard. “Do you own the company as well, J—I mean, sir?”
My eye twitched. “Yes, Miss…?”
Her brow furrowed softly. “Becca?”
I nodded curtly. “Right, Miss Becca. Yes, I do own and operate the company at the highest level.”
She smiled softly. “Congratulations.”
“On what?”
The smile quickly faded from her apple-peaked cheeks. “Nothing. My apologies.”
I leaned forward, my stare burrowing into hers. “There are three things I’m legally supposed to state to new employees before they start their first day.”
“I’m all ears then, sir.”
“Wonderful,” I said as my hands settled on top of my desk. “One, interoffice relationships are forbidden. Period.”
“Of course. Yes.”
“Two,” I said as I leaned back again, “if you want to take time off, you have to put in a leave request at least two weeks in advance. Anything after that is automatically kicked back by the system.”
“Got it, sir.”
“And three, don’t get on my bad side. It’s rough when people get on my bad side. Just do your job, keep your head down, and don’t screw things up.”
She swallowed hard. “I won’t, you can count on that.”
“I hope so,” I said flatly.
She tilted her head off to the side. “Do you remember me at all?”
My eyes searched her face. “Can’t say that I do. Why?”
Relief rushed over her features before a smile crossed her face. “Nothing. Just—you look like someone from my past. But, I could be mistaken.”
“You probably are.”
She sighed. “Right, right.”
I can’t wait to watch your face melt into fear when I tell you everything.“Do you have any questions?”
She shook her head. “No, sir.”
“Then, get the hell out of my office and get to work. My secretary out there will show you to yours.”
* * *
Even though his secretary-slash-receptionist—whosename I found out was Lexie—led me to my office directly below JoJo’s, I couldn’t pay attention to a word she was saying. I mean, could it really be possible that he had no fucking clue who I was? Elation filled my veins. Hope puffed up my muscles and put a pep in my step as I stood in the middle of my gigantic office. I’d never had an office before, and the second his secretary left me alone behind its closed door I cupped my hands over my mouth.
