I threw the small invitation along with the envelope into the top drawer of my desk. If I actually decided to attend, I was going to have to think about this one before deciding whether or not to go. I would send in my RSVP later. I spun back around to stare out the window when I felt the tears begin to well up in my eyes. I closed my eyes and counted to ten, took a deep breath in and spun back around just in time to meet my boss’s gaze.
“How do you like the new office Ms. Boyd?” He was holding and scrutinizing my new nameplate as he asked.
“I like it very much sir. I just wanted to thank you again for this opportunity. It means the world to me.” I was sucking up maybe a little too much. I mean I already had the job for crying out loud.
“Well you were the right woman for the job, and I don’t think I had any other choice, do you?” He stared intently into my eyes.
“Um… well I guess not.” I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by this, but who was I to question his authority?
“Well, enjoy the rest of your day Ms. Boyd. I am headed out for the day and I will see first thing Monday morning.” He turned and was out the door before I could even say good-bye.
If that wasn’t the weirdest conversation I had ever had, I don’t know what that was. He was staring at me like a prime rib from Roaring Fork. The Roaring Fork is a gorgeous five star restaurant off of Scottsdale Road. I had spent many a dates there wishing I could have gotten in my car and driven as far away as possible. For some reason, every guy who lived out in Scottsdale thought that this was the perfect place to take your first date. Unfortunately, not every girl wants to eat a steak dinner every Friday or Saturday night.
My boss Jim was one of these men. He was as cocky and as arrogant as they come. He stood at a daunting six feet three inches tall. He had smoldering amber eyes, and a perfect white smile. Besides the fact that I knew for a fact that he went to the gym every day, his body shadowed one of a personal trainer. He looked the part, minus the whole lisp issue, but once he opened his mouth and spoke, women would literally run the other way. He had a way of talking about himself and never, I mean never listening to anybody else.
When I first interviewed for my job, oh a thousand years ago, I was in awe of his looks. If I didn’t want the job that bad before, after seeing him I for sure wanted an opportunity to work side by side with this gorgeous creature. Of course, this was all before he had hit on me, and tried to convince me that it was okay to sleep my way to the top. I walked out of his office not wanting the job, but his son had called me the next day to apologize and to assure me I would work under him and not his father.
Now, after 8 years of devote service I was finally where I wanted to be. I knew how to handle myself around Jim and I was a successful CEO in one of the biggest Publishing houses in the world. Now all I had to do was muster up the courage to attend my ex-fiancé’s wedding in less than 2 months.
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