GianMarco by Eve Vaughn

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     I will show you exactly how much feeling I have.”
    “Don’t take your misguided anger out on me. You should be mad at yourself for being
     such an ass.”
    “Okay! Okay! Dio ! I will find the blasted woman and apologize, okay?”
    “That’s all I ask, and maybe we can start the administrative assistant search again
     tomorrow.”
    “Whatever. I take it that this woman filled out paperwork and whatnot with her address
     and where she can be contacted?” GianMarco asked, growing weary of the conversation.
    Oliver patted him on the shoulder. “Yes. You’re doing the right thing, Marc.”
    “If you say so.”
    Unfortunately GianMarco had a feeling Maggie Williams would wreak havoc on his peace
     of mind.
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    Maggie arrived back at her apartment with a heavy heart. She’d started the day off
     feeling better about her situation than she had in a long time and now she unemployed.
     Maybe she shouldn’t have let Mr. Grimaldi get under her skin and held on to her job
     long enough to find another one. At least she would have had more workforce experience
     this time around. As she slipped off her shoes and placed her purse on the kitchen
     counter, she noticed the flashing light of the answering machine.
    She pressed the play button hoping it wasn’t a bill collector. “Hi, Mom, I was just
     calling to wish you good luck on your new job and I wanted to let you know how proud
     I am of you and that I love you. I’ll try to call you again tonight.” Beep
    Tears filled her eyes. Darren was a considerate young man. A mother couldn’t ask for
     a more loving son. He’d been a huge support to her throughout the past months. Maggie
     wished she shared the same close relationship with her daughter Camryn. There had
     been a time when mother and daughter were close, but sometime around the age of sixteen,
     Camryn had changed. At times it seemed the younger woman exuded an air of contempt
     for her mother. Maggie didn’t know why that was, and it hurt, especially when Camryn
     decided to pack up and move to Atlanta. Camryn dutifully called every week, but there
     was always a coolness to her tone.
    Maggie would have given anything to get back the bond they had once shared, but she
     wasn’t sure how to go about it. Camryn was twenty-two and entitled to her own life.
    Another message played on the answering machine.
    “Hey, girl, it’s Montana. I just thought I would call to see what’s up but I forgot
     you have a day job now. Give me a call when you get this message. I’ll be in my office
     until seven. After that, hit me up on my cell. Later.”
    A brief smile touched Maggie’s lips. If anyone could cheer her up it would be Montana.
     She picked up the phone and dialed her best friend’s number.
    “Montana Donavan speaking.”
    “Hey, Montana, it’s Maggie. I just got your message.”
    “Oh, I only left it half an hour ago. You’re home already? It’s only two o’clock.”
    “I quit.”
    “What! Already? I know you haven’t had a real job before, but I thought you would
     have hung in there longer than a couple of days. Sheesh, girl, what happened?”
    “I met my other boss today. He was so rude. You wouldn’t think there are people out
     there like him, but there really are. I wanted to smash his perfect face in.”
    “Perfect, huh? Now, we’re getting to the root of things. You were attracted to him?”
     Maggie could hear the smugness in her friend’s voice.
    “No way. Okay, so he was good-looking, but that doesn’t matter, the minute he opened
     his mouth he killed any attraction I may have felt on my end.”
    “But I think it does matter. Tell me what he’s like.” She should have known Montana
     would perk up at the mention of a man. Her friend made no secret of the fact she enjoyed
     men and loved sex.
    “Montana, stop it! It doesn’t matter what he looks like. I quit, so I will never
     see his hateful face again.”
    “Regardless, he seems to have made