Page 4 of Shape Of My Heart
“I’m coming, baby, why don’t you start the car up for me,” he laughed. The women proceeded to go outside. He watched them, eyes focused on their exposed behinds in bikini thongs. He then turned back to Amy, giving her a lascivious look. “Youcoming,babe?”
She felt completely violated as she watched him openly stare at her breasts and, to make matters worse, lick his lips. Quickly, she pulled her jacket closer and cleared her throat in an attempt to bring his attention back up to her face. Itdidn’twork.
“I’m Amy, your new PA.” That was when he looked up at her and narrowed his eyes. “If you could just point me in the direction of the office, I’ll getstarted.”
There, that wasprofessional.
To her surprise, however, he started to laugh. It was the usual sort of off-balanced laughter you’d expect from someone who was truly wasted and didn’t know what they were evenlaughingat.
“Those people arejokers.”
“This is no joke. I’ll take care of all your paperwork and everything.” She offered asmile.
“Ha, ha. Everything? Well you can start in there.” He set his square jaw in a firm line and pointed to the mess in the living room. “Clean that up,willyou?”
Her mouth dropped. She attempted to protest but he just walked away, leaving her there to gawk at thecrazymess.
When the door closed she looked around and felt her stomach shy away from the disgraceful site. She was beginning to see why Zelda had given her the heads up. Amy was also beginning to see why the other PAs left. She didn’t realize that this job would come with the extra duty ofcleaning.
If her mother wasn’t sick, there was no way in hell that Amy would still be standing here. In fact, if this was under normal circumstances, gorgeous as he was, she would have stormed off after that look he gave her, which explicitly told her what he wasthinking.
She was right about one thing, though. This was going to be very interestingindeed.
And possiblydisastrous.
