The engine roared triumphantly and I pulled out the garage. The front door to the house opened a second later as Jason recognized the sound of his prized car, but I only flipped him off out the window as I roared away, watching the image of him shaking his fist at me get smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror.
2
“Ithinkyou’ve got a great shot.”
I took a big gulp of my wine and raised a brow at Sasha.
I’d been staying with my friend for almost a week now, and while it wasamazingto have such a great friend to take me in, I knew myself, and I knew I needed my independence. Luckily, I’d just landed a job interview for a secretary position.
“It’s just a secretary job, you know.”
My best friend — seven months pregnant — shrugged and grinned wickedly as she poured lime seltzer over ice and took a sip.
“You really want to go there?”
I blushed as I looked down, grinning.
Sasha had, after-all, started in this very position. Broke, looking for work, and leaving her asshole of an ex, Sasha had found “secretary” work with Stone and Steel Holdings.
Of course, that’s notallshe’d found there.
What started as probably the hottest, dirtiest, most inappropriate office fling in the history of workplace flings had turned intoso muchmore. I knewjustenough of the details to go red in the face whenever I thought too much about it.
Hey, you would too if your best friend was involved in a relationship withtwogorgeous, protective, dominant men who had at one point been herbosses.
I say “used to be,” because as their relationship had bloomed into what it was now, Sasha had moved from secretary to actually co-runningthe biggest corporation in the city with Luke and Jordan
I could onlyimaginewhat board meetings were like.
People have all sorts of ideas in their heads about what a relationship should be, but Sasha, Luke, and Jordan proved them wrong. Was is nonconforming? A little different? Apt to make people blush and whisper in public when they noticed howclosethe three of them were? You bet. Did any of that trio really give much of a shit?
Nope.
“That was different,” I said primly, sipping my wine.
Sasha laughed. “Oh really? Why, because I slept with them?”
“Because they’rehot!”
I turned red the second I said it, rolling my eyes at myself as Sasha burst out laughing.
“Well? Maybe the guy running — what’s the name of this place?”
“Camelot Holdings.”
Sasha paused, furrowing her brow, looking like she was thinking it over before she shook her head.
“I’ve heard of the company but I know the CEO stays pretty private. Anyways, who knows? Maybe he’s gorgeous?”
“And maybeusuallysleeping with your boss gets you fired.”
Sasha winked at me. “Gotta take chances, lady.”
“I gotta takeemployment, first,” I grumbled.
“YouknowI’ve got a job for you, right?” Sasha put down her soda water and gave me a look. “I mean, you don’t even have to ask; it’s done.”
I smiled as she reached out and squeezed my hand.