章 8: "Beautiful"
I pull myself together, check that all my calls and emails are set to forward to my iPhone, and go to the bathroom to prepare myself for this evening.
I'm happy with what I see in the mirror. My long light blonde hair is still holding the loose curls I rolled into it this morning. My makeup is subtle and professional, setting off my blue eyes. I smooth on a fresh coat of nude lip gloss, straighten my simple cranberry-colored dress and skim my eyes over my slender figure. I was blessed with excellent genetics. I'm not as sexily curved as Natalie, but I was blessed with decent boobs, a perky ass, and a figure that got me onto the pages of Playboy magazine. Three times. I work out hard to maintain my shape.
Content with my reflection, I walk briskly in my black Louboutins to my office, gather the files Nate requested along with my phone and walk down the corridor to his office. His personal assistant, Mrs. Glover, is sitting at her desk. She's an older woman with grey hair and shrewd brown eyes. Her smile is deceiving. She scares the hell out of me with her sharp efficiency and her crazy ability to anticipate Nate's every move.
"Hello, Ms. Montgomery, you can go on in."
"Thank you." I nod at her and smile and head for his office, knocking twice and then opening the door.
"Come in, Julianne. Thanks for staying." Nate looks up from his computer and nods, his face completely blank.
"Sure." Nate's office is vast, with large-scale, dark office furniture. The chairs sitting in front of his desk are plush, black leather. There are shelves from the floor to ceiling with hundreds of books and files, meticulously in order, no doubt by the efficient Mrs. Glover. Behind his desk are large windows with a view of the Space Needle and the Sound.
It's beautiful.
I'm not sure Nate even pays attention to it.
I perch at the edge of one of the black chairs and set the files on Nate's desk, expecting him to get right to the point.
"How are you?" he asks, his voice soft.
"Um… fine, thank you." What the hell?
"I'm sorry about the short notice." He leans forward and braces his elbows on his desk, lacing his fingers, and keeps steady eye-contact. God, those gray eyes are distracting. Almost as distracting as his hands, and the delicious way he…
Enough.
"It's part of the job." I open a file and try to pretend that my cheeks aren't flushed. "So, what's up with this account?"
"How are Natalie and Luke?"
"They're fine." I sit back in the chair now and eye him speculatively. Why are we having a personal conversation? "Natalie is due in just a few weeks."
"That's great, good for them." Nate grins, that elusive, sexy, melt my panties grin and I find myself returning it. His hair is pulled back off his face, as usual. His chiseled jaw is freshly shaved, and he's wearing a black suit with a black shirt and blue tie. He never takes his jacket off to roll up the sleeves, and I briefly wonder why, then remind myself to get back to the conversation at hand.
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