with fire. I was relieved to get out on the first floor and away from the enclosed space with my beautiful new assistant.
We made quick work of the tour from the first floor all the way back up to the fourth and top floors where our offices were because we breezed through each level and department. Lexi scribbled frantically in a large notebook she’d brought, trying to keep up with everything. She looked like a really cute, really earnest student.
After we finished the tour, I left Lexi in her new office to get settled in, look over her notes, and get situated with passwords and access to our company files on the brand new Mac laptop I’d bought for her. Our IT guy would come up shortly to help with that last part. I made a beeline for Scott’s office, who’d been out while I’d given Lexi the tour.
Shutting the door to my best friend’s office behind me, I sank into a spare office chair and told Scott, “Okay, the whole not flirting and pushing down my attraction for Lexi thing is going to be a lot more challenging than I thought.”
Lexi
As soon as Braden left and the door to my new office clicked shut, I released a long sigh and dropped my head onto my desk on top of my arms. It was only eleven in the morning, and I was utterly exhausted, both physically and emotionally.
On top of the normal first-day-on-the-job jitters, as this was my first career-oriented position, I also had to deal with the stomach-twisting magnetism between Braden and me. While he’d been nothing but the perfect gentleman, as he’d promised, I could feel the sexual tension zip through the air when we were in the same room, and it wasn’t a one-way feeling—Braden positively exuded heightened testosterone around me, though he hid it well.
And that connecting door between our offices—which was logical to have since we’d be working closely together—felt secretive and suggestive. I lifted my head, and my gaze darted over to that door. I swiveled around in my leather office chair to look out the huge window at the view of Hollywood Boulevard.
My veins filled with adrenaline as I surveyed my view, which had a far-off glimpse of the ocean. Thoughts of Braden momentarily left my mind as I took a picture with my phone and sent it to Clara. I texted a message along with the picture that read: Okay, this might be totally worth it – lol ☺ This is the actual view from my own private office—wtf!! I hit send and giggled.
Despite my nerves about Braden and being the company’s newbie, I was fascinated by everything I’d learned on the tour and excited by the atmosphere of creation that I’d felt in each department. Apparently, everyone was gearing up to begin shooting their newest project in Rio, a movie called Hot on Her Heels .
I couldn’t believe I was actually going to be a part of making this new, big-budget movie, even going to Rio to help oversee the shoot in two weeks. Aside from that excitement, I was elated by all the perks of my new job—the incredible office, the huge salary with quarterly bonuses, an actual wardrobe allowance that I’d just noticed in my contract, and most importantly, the family health insurance for my dad.
I’d just swiveled back around to face my desk and to look over my notes on what all the departments were and what they did when a knock on the door caused me to jump in my seat. “Come in,” I called as I straightened up in my chair.
A tall, skinny guy with floppy hair walked in and said, “Hey, Lexi. I’m the IT guy, Ian. Let’s get you hooked in.”
***
By the time Ian had finished setting up my account access, starting my work email, and loading my desktop with shared files for each department at Huntington, it was time for the big department heads’ meeting in the conference room on the third floor. Braden had pointed out the room to me on my tour and asked me to meet him down there at 12:15. I’d take notes on everything and officially meet all the department
We made quick work of the tour from the first floor all the way back up to the fourth and top floors where our offices were because we breezed through each level and department. Lexi scribbled frantically in a large notebook she’d brought, trying to keep up with everything. She looked like a really cute, really earnest student.
After we finished the tour, I left Lexi in her new office to get settled in, look over her notes, and get situated with passwords and access to our company files on the brand new Mac laptop I’d bought for her. Our IT guy would come up shortly to help with that last part. I made a beeline for Scott’s office, who’d been out while I’d given Lexi the tour.
Shutting the door to my best friend’s office behind me, I sank into a spare office chair and told Scott, “Okay, the whole not flirting and pushing down my attraction for Lexi thing is going to be a lot more challenging than I thought.”
Lexi
As soon as Braden left and the door to my new office clicked shut, I released a long sigh and dropped my head onto my desk on top of my arms. It was only eleven in the morning, and I was utterly exhausted, both physically and emotionally.
On top of the normal first-day-on-the-job jitters, as this was my first career-oriented position, I also had to deal with the stomach-twisting magnetism between Braden and me. While he’d been nothing but the perfect gentleman, as he’d promised, I could feel the sexual tension zip through the air when we were in the same room, and it wasn’t a one-way feeling—Braden positively exuded heightened testosterone around me, though he hid it well.
And that connecting door between our offices—which was logical to have since we’d be working closely together—felt secretive and suggestive. I lifted my head, and my gaze darted over to that door. I swiveled around in my leather office chair to look out the huge window at the view of Hollywood Boulevard.
My veins filled with adrenaline as I surveyed my view, which had a far-off glimpse of the ocean. Thoughts of Braden momentarily left my mind as I took a picture with my phone and sent it to Clara. I texted a message along with the picture that read: Okay, this might be totally worth it – lol ☺ This is the actual view from my own private office—wtf!! I hit send and giggled.
Despite my nerves about Braden and being the company’s newbie, I was fascinated by everything I’d learned on the tour and excited by the atmosphere of creation that I’d felt in each department. Apparently, everyone was gearing up to begin shooting their newest project in Rio, a movie called Hot on Her Heels .
I couldn’t believe I was actually going to be a part of making this new, big-budget movie, even going to Rio to help oversee the shoot in two weeks. Aside from that excitement, I was elated by all the perks of my new job—the incredible office, the huge salary with quarterly bonuses, an actual wardrobe allowance that I’d just noticed in my contract, and most importantly, the family health insurance for my dad.
I’d just swiveled back around to face my desk and to look over my notes on what all the departments were and what they did when a knock on the door caused me to jump in my seat. “Come in,” I called as I straightened up in my chair.
A tall, skinny guy with floppy hair walked in and said, “Hey, Lexi. I’m the IT guy, Ian. Let’s get you hooked in.”
***
By the time Ian had finished setting up my account access, starting my work email, and loading my desktop with shared files for each department at Huntington, it was time for the big department heads’ meeting in the conference room on the third floor. Braden had pointed out the room to me on my tour and asked me to meet him down there at 12:15. I’d take notes on everything and officially meet all the department
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