You just need to know there are issues and you would do well not to turn out to be too much like him.â
With gratifying caution, Dax inquired, âAre you really planning to stab me with that thing?â
âOh, I guess not.â She dropped it back in the pencil tray and shoved the drawer shut again. âI have to face facts. If I kill you, who will sign my paychecks?â
He was still staring at her hair. âOkay. Now that Iâm over the shock, I admit it suits you,â he grumbled.
She gave him her sweetest smile. âIâll take that as a compliment. And we can move on.â
âCoffee first,â he commanded low.
She peered at him more closely. Killer handsome, of course. But tired, too. There were dark circles under those wonderful bedroom eyes. âLong night?â
âArenât they all?â He named a place around the corner where the lattes were excellent. âPetty cash in the bottom drawer.â
She pulled out the drawer in question. There was a little safe mounted inside, with a combination lock. He rattled off the combination. She grabbed a pencil and jotted the numbers on a sticky note.
He said, âGet me the strongest coffee theyâve got, black, extra-large. When you bring it in to me, come armed with a notebook or your laptop and weâll getdown to what I want from you today. After that, you get with Lin Dietrich.â He turned and gazed over the large open workspace of desks, tables, machines and semi-cubicles. âLin!â
A slim, beautiful Asian woman with a streak of cobalt blue in her thick, straight black bangs popped up from behind a glass partition. âWhat now?â
Dax signaled her over. When she reached his side, he announced proudly, âLinâs the best editorial assistant I ever had, which means I had to promote her. My loss. Your gain. Lin is features editor now. But today, sheâll be with you, showing you everything you need to know.â
Lin gave Dax a narrow look, and then sent a wry smile in Zoeâs direction. âBecause thereâs nothing I need more than a little extra work to do.â
âI learn fast,â Zoe promised.
âBest news Iâve heard so far today.â Linâs expression said sheâd believe it when she saw it.
âCoffee,â Dax said one more time, in a pained voice. He turned and went into his office without waiting for a reply, swinging the door firmly shut behind him.
Lin laughed. âHeâs always at his most charming on Monday mornings. Better get that coffee. Iâm here when youâre ready for me.â
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Dax finished telling Zoe what he wanted from her at a little after ten. She found Lin, who took a few minutes to introduce her around the office. More than one of her new colleagues teased her about falling for the boss. Wearily, Zoe reassured each one that it wasnât going to be a problem.
Once the introductions were made, Lin then beganguiding her through the mile-long list of high-priority duties Dax had given her.
At noon, she and Lin went to a coffee shop down the street for a quick lunch.
âI feel itâs only right that I say something,â Lin warned. âI canât stress it strongly enough. If you fall for him, he will have to let you go.â
Zoe made the sign of the cross. âLin. Please. Not you, too.â
âDid Dax warn you about the problem?â
âRepeatedly. And you heard the others back at the office. The subject is getting seriously old.â
âIâm sorry, but itâs an issue. You donât have to take my word for it. Just wait. Youâll see. He loves women. Women love him. They canât seem to help it. He canât seem to say no.â
Zoe sipped her iced tea. âWhat about you? You were his assistant once. Did you fall in love with him?â
âUh-uh. I had my secret weapon.â Lin held up her left hand. She wore a thick platinum wedding