"I see," I said, turning back to the receptionist. "Well. Thank you for your time."
Squaring my shoulders, I marched back over to the men.
"I'm Josie," I said, holding out my hand. "I believe you're my boss."
I saw Mace's eyes flick down to my chest then immediately back up. He ignored my outstretched hand.
I looked down at my chest. Through my soaking-wet white blouse, I could see my also white lace bra, and through that I could see, well, not everything but a lot.
"As you can tell," I said, gesturing to the rock-hard nipples that were outlined through the wet fabric, "I am very excited to work here."
6
Mace
"This is not going to work," I hissed to Greg while we waited for Josie to dry off.
"Nonsense," Greg retorted. "Marnie recommended her. You know Marnie is a great assistant. Besides, we don't have the best track record of keeping people employed for our family, what with our obnoxious little brothers. If she doesn't run off screaming the first time you ask her to babysit, she's a keeper!"
"She's a stranger," I said flatly. "There's no way I'm leaving any of the kids with her."
"Fine," Greg said. "But be nice."
I looked over at the carpet where she had tripped. I had already called the facilities manager to deal with it. "What if she had broken her neck? She could sue us."
"You always overreact," Greg said with a snort. "You need to relax. That's why I hired an assistant for you. She'll help make your life easier."
Josie came out of the restroom. She was wearing a PharmaTech T-shirt. "Don't worry," she said. "My bra is still on under here."
Greg handed Josie a packet. "All the company information along with your email login and server access is here. Also, here's a phone."
"Sweet!" she said, taking the phone. She immediately dropped it.
Greg sucked in a breath. "I guess I'll leave you two to it," Greg said after a moment. Josie scrambled to pick up the phone. The screen was shattered.
I scowled at the girl. She already ruined one day of my life. Was she going to ruin the next week, the next month? Exactly how long did Greg expect her to stay here?
"So," Josie said, following me up the stairs to my office, "what do you need assistance on?"
"Nothing. I'll have to give you to Tara. She'll find something for you to do."
"So, what is it you guys do here, and why does it involve running a train down the middle of the street?" she demanded.
I turned around, my eyes narrowed. "The pharmaceutical products we make need raw materials brought in, and the finished product is shipped out by train. I picked this location because it already had the active rail right of way. It's one of the things that make us logistically competitive."
"The train almost killed me. There weren't any gates or anything!" she said loudly.
"Everyone else in this town manages just fine," I retorted, not bothering to hide my irritation.
She gave me a dirty look.
"This building is for research and development," I told her as we continued the tour.
"So was that other tall, good-looking blond guy your brother?" she asked, interrupting me.
"Half brother," I corrected.
"Dad got around, huh?"
