I eye-rolled and playfully snatched the mail from her grasp. “Nope, just off to get more coffee.”
“This one’s got you perplexed, huh?”
“Just a little…” I eyed her for a moment. “Hey, how would you like to go on another reconnaissance exercise with me?”
Her eyes lit up like the fourth of July. “Oooh, this sounds devious.” She perched on the same corner of my desk as Tian had. “Tell me more!”
I snickered and straightened my skirt. “Oh, you know, I’m just wondering how we go about finding out when the next street race is…”
Roxiee gasped.“Are we going to another one?”
“Depends how good my assistant is at pulling strings and getting information out of Colton Donavan.”
Her feet hit the ground with purpose and she snapped her head from side to side. “Girl, I’ll have him talking like a ventriloquist puppet, sans the hand up the ass.”
“Be gentle with him, Rox,” I called through a laugh.
She waved me off and hurried to her desk. “I’m always gentle with them, babe.”
Roxiee was anythingbutgentle when it came to getting what she wanted. That was why she was the best damn assistant and friend on the planet.
Leaving Rox to work her magic, I went to the kitchen and sidestepped around our Technical Writer—Kashvi, and Editor—Aaron, having a chat before the end of their working day. They halted mid-conversation and greeted me with smiles.
“Hey guys, good timing; this saves me a trip down to see you both.”
“What do you need, Greer?” Kashvi asked.
Because his skills with wording were phenomenal and his efficiency was mind-blowing, Tian and I didn’t mind that he spent large amounts of time conversing with the staff across the varying departments. When he needed to get shit done, hegotshit done.
Aaron also listened closely since my request would come across his desk for editing before I got the final copy.
“A press release drafted for the Colton Donavan Boost Foundation. There is a Black-Tie Gala scheduled for three Saturdays from now, and I need to call a release for the end of this week.”
“Send it to me in an email?” Kashvi said, in his way of speaking that sounded like a question rather than a statement.
I pressed the programmed chai button on the coffee machine while talking to him. “Already drafted, but I know how you like a heads up. And this way I don’t have to walk around two entire floors trying to track you down.”
Kashvi laughed heartily. “I’m a social butterfly, Boss.”
“That you are.” I lifted the freshly brewed coffee to my lips. “At least I can count on Aaron to be locatable when I need him in a hurry.”
I winked at Aaron to emphasize that I was teasing them both.
He curled his fingers and rubbed them on his chest. “That’s why I get paid the big bucks.”
“Ha,” Kashvi shouted. “And that’s why you’re a kiss-ass.”
Laughing at the both of them, I pointed at Kashvi. “My email will be waiting for you first thing in the morning. Enjoy your night, guys.”
They called goodbye, and I tracked toward my office with a massive smile on my face and a hot coffee in hand.
Tian and I had been unapologetically picky when recruiting for our firm, and the effort had paid off now that we had a fun, loyal and synergistic team working around us.
Roxiee’s expression lit as soon as she saw me approaching. “Ooh, Greer, you owe me dinner for this!”
I locked down my surprise. “Is that right?”
She sashayed out from behind her desk with a Cheshire grin on her face. “Girl, if this doesn’t make you wet, then nothing will.”