that?”
“Of course I do.”
“Well, it’s not that simple.” He watched the TV before he turned back to her. “So what’s your plan in life?”
She cringed. “I don’t even know what I’m eating for dinner.”
He laughed. “Just tell me what you have so far.”
“Get a job, move out, and finish school.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” he said.
Alexandra crossed her legs then uncrossed them, unsure what to do with herself.
“And what is your passion?”
“Uh…I don’t know.”
He nudged her gently. “Come on. I told you mine.”
She smiled. “I’ve always wanted to help people.”
“In what way?”
Alexandra thought to herself for a second. “In every way.”
“Maybe you should go into healthcare instead.”
She didn’t have a response to that.
“Are you looking for writing jobs?”
“No,” she said. “Actually, I found a job working as a tech in a hospital.”
He nodded. “At least you could help people there.”
“Yeah,” she said. “But it’s per diem.”
“I have no idea what that means,” he said.
“Basically, I work four times a month. It’s not enough for me to move out. But I was desperate so I took it.”
“I can give you a job.”
She laughed loudly. “You want me to destroy your fields too?”
Blaise smiled. “I have a secretary position. You could handle all the finances, the bookkeeping, payroll, all that boring stuff.”
“If I owned a business, I would do that myself so no one could screw me over.”
“Good point,” he said. “But I trust you, Alexandra.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know enough. And if you’re Martha’s niece, I have a feeling you’re pretty great.”
“How do you know her?” she asked.
“Her husband and my dad were really good friends. They always gave each other advice about growing cotton. They were both killed by the drunk driver.”
She turned to him, her eyes wide. “Oh…”
“Yeah…”
“I’m so sorry.”
He nodded. “I’m sorry too.”
Alexandra felt the glass she was holding, moving her fingertips across it.
“Since her husband isn’t around, it’s my duty to help her. She has no one else.”
“Now she has me.”
He smiled. “I’m glad she has someone. But you can’t handle the fields on your own.”
“I could if you showed me.”
He stared at her for a long time. “I’m not going to ask why you came here, but I’m assuming it wasn’t to become a cotton grower.”
“Well, no. But my aunt needs me.”
“It’s not good on the body. I spend as much time working on my posture and limiting stress on my joints as I do actually working.”
“Then it’s good you’re the one teaching me.”
He leaned closer to her. “I really don’t mind doing it. I hire people to work on my own fields. It’s not like I do it every day.”
“No, she’s my family. I want to help her.”
He sighed. “Okay.”
“So…is that secretary position still available?”
“It’s yours if you want it,” he said with a smile. “And you can work whenever you want. As long as you get everything done, I don’t care when you do it.”
“That sounds too good to be true.”
“It’s perfect for a student,” he said. “Now you can quit your tech job.”
“Actually, I’m going to keep it.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I can help people without worrying about killing them.”
“Killing them?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah, I don’t have to push medications or do any procedures.”
“Like a nurse?”
She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Yeah…”
He studied her face for a while. “I’ll send you everything by email and you can start working.”
“Thanks.”
He nodded. “And I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
She stared at him, eyeing the outline of his chest through his shirt. It was prominent and strong, unable to be hidden under his layer of clothing. His stomach was tight and flat, straight as a concrete wall. She looked into his eyes, seeing the
“Of course I do.”
“Well, it’s not that simple.” He watched the TV before he turned back to her. “So what’s your plan in life?”
She cringed. “I don’t even know what I’m eating for dinner.”
He laughed. “Just tell me what you have so far.”
“Get a job, move out, and finish school.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” he said.
Alexandra crossed her legs then uncrossed them, unsure what to do with herself.
“And what is your passion?”
“Uh…I don’t know.”
He nudged her gently. “Come on. I told you mine.”
She smiled. “I’ve always wanted to help people.”
“In what way?”
Alexandra thought to herself for a second. “In every way.”
“Maybe you should go into healthcare instead.”
She didn’t have a response to that.
“Are you looking for writing jobs?”
“No,” she said. “Actually, I found a job working as a tech in a hospital.”
He nodded. “At least you could help people there.”
“Yeah,” she said. “But it’s per diem.”
“I have no idea what that means,” he said.
“Basically, I work four times a month. It’s not enough for me to move out. But I was desperate so I took it.”
“I can give you a job.”
She laughed loudly. “You want me to destroy your fields too?”
Blaise smiled. “I have a secretary position. You could handle all the finances, the bookkeeping, payroll, all that boring stuff.”
“If I owned a business, I would do that myself so no one could screw me over.”
“Good point,” he said. “But I trust you, Alexandra.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know enough. And if you’re Martha’s niece, I have a feeling you’re pretty great.”
“How do you know her?” she asked.
“Her husband and my dad were really good friends. They always gave each other advice about growing cotton. They were both killed by the drunk driver.”
She turned to him, her eyes wide. “Oh…”
“Yeah…”
“I’m so sorry.”
He nodded. “I’m sorry too.”
Alexandra felt the glass she was holding, moving her fingertips across it.
“Since her husband isn’t around, it’s my duty to help her. She has no one else.”
“Now she has me.”
He smiled. “I’m glad she has someone. But you can’t handle the fields on your own.”
“I could if you showed me.”
He stared at her for a long time. “I’m not going to ask why you came here, but I’m assuming it wasn’t to become a cotton grower.”
“Well, no. But my aunt needs me.”
“It’s not good on the body. I spend as much time working on my posture and limiting stress on my joints as I do actually working.”
“Then it’s good you’re the one teaching me.”
He leaned closer to her. “I really don’t mind doing it. I hire people to work on my own fields. It’s not like I do it every day.”
“No, she’s my family. I want to help her.”
He sighed. “Okay.”
“So…is that secretary position still available?”
“It’s yours if you want it,” he said with a smile. “And you can work whenever you want. As long as you get everything done, I don’t care when you do it.”
“That sounds too good to be true.”
“It’s perfect for a student,” he said. “Now you can quit your tech job.”
“Actually, I’m going to keep it.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I can help people without worrying about killing them.”
“Killing them?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah, I don’t have to push medications or do any procedures.”
“Like a nurse?”
She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Yeah…”
He studied her face for a while. “I’ll send you everything by email and you can start working.”
“Thanks.”
He nodded. “And I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
She stared at him, eyeing the outline of his chest through his shirt. It was prominent and strong, unable to be hidden under his layer of clothing. His stomach was tight and flat, straight as a concrete wall. She looked into his eyes, seeing the
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