Page 5 of The Boardroom: Jonathan
Chapter 2
“So,” Kirk said as we walked into the office the next morning. “You wanna hear the hot gossip I heard from Meg in accounting?”
“She slept with Cassidy again?”
Kirk chuckled. “Nah man, this is about you.”
I paused in the hallway and raised an eyebrow. “What about me?”
“Well,” Kirk said, clutching his briefcase. “Apparently Samantha Doyle went on quite a rant about you in the parking lot yesterday.”
I scoffed. “Is that really any surprise?”
“Yeah but get this. She referred to you as ‘pretty boy’.”
“Prettyboy?”
Kirk almost flat out giggled on the spot.
I scrolled through the morning news on my phone as I let the report sink in. “So what, Kirk.”
“She clearly thinks you’re attractive, then.”
“Oh, please. She means like, boy band member with a massive ego who uses too much hair gel, or something like that. Don’t overthink this.”
Kirk grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks. “She’s pretty hot, Johnathan. What if she’s…I don’t know…the one?”
I froze and looked at Kirk bemusedly. “Theone, Kirk? Are you fucking kidding me? You sound like the…that candle thing fromBeauty and the Beast.”
“First of all, his name is Lumiere, and second, you need to keep an open mind. I keep telling you.”
I rolled my eyes as I turned around and headed towards my office. “Bye, Kirk.” I said with a sardonic grin.
“Later, lover boy,” he said, and then, thankfully, he got to work and left me alone.
I was taken aback when I got to my office, however. Instead of Sabryna sitting alone with her tea, she was chatting with a tall blonde woman who was perched daintily on the age of the desk. They appeared to be deep into a political conversation, and the blonde woman froze as I entered.
“There you are Johnathan,” Sabryna said. “I’d like you to meet Amy, she’s Samantha’s assistant.”
Amy stood up and sauntered over to me, and I shook her hand, which was luxuriously soft and adorned with a French manicure so neat you’d think she had been born wearing it.
“Johnathan Torver,” I said, smiling.
“Amy,” she said in a deeper tone than I had been expecting. “Pleasure.”
I could barely take my eyes off Amy as she turned around to once again perch herself gracefully on the edge of the desk.God,she was hot. She reminded me of a sort of naughty Audrey Hepburn—she somehow managed to emit elegance and sensuality with every step she took. It was tempting to keep staring, but I quickly jumped back to reality.
“How are you ladies this morning?” I asked.
“Just fine,” Amy said with a smirk, and I watched her eyes shamelessly travel slowly up and down my body with deliberate intensity. She smiled back up at me, and my heart jumped in my chest a little bit.
It was only then that I noticed Sabryna was beginning to look uncomfortable. “Johnathan, remember you have a meeting with Ms. Doyle in an hour. In the conference room?”
“You got it.”
Amy slid up from the desk and spun gracefully towards the door. “See you around, Sabryna.” She smiled towards me. “Mr. Torver.”
The second the door closed behind her Sabryna looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. “Want me to book you two a room?”
