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the
boss. I took another breath then turned and knocked on his door.
“Come in,” he said softly. I walked into his office and smiled
professionally. He smiled back sitting in his large executive
leather chair behind his large marble desk. “And you don’t ever
need to knock. You are always welcome in here.”
    That was a first. Most attorneys preferred
their privacy and would yell at you if you came in without
knocking. I nodded my head and sat down in one of the guest chairs
that matched his desk. He opened a briefcase and took out two
phones and two leather calendars and set them on the desk. “I don’t
know how they operate upstairs, but in executive we must be
coordinated with our assistants. So, this phone and calendar are
for you. I have already programmed my numbers and events in them
for you.”
    I took the phone and calendar and stared at
them in shock. “Thank you, Mr. Wolfe.” It was the nicest thing
anyone had ever done for me.
    He looked at me seriously. “Call me, Eric. I
gave you my work numbers and personal numbers. If there is ever
anything you need you can call me anytime. No matter how small it
is or if its work related or not. I want us to be friends as well
as partners.”
    I frowned. “Partners?”
    He nodded his head and folded his hands
across the desk and stared into my eyes. I found that I could not
look away and was forced to stare into the deep depths of them.
What was it about them that made me feel like he could see into my
soul? “We have to be a team. It would never work if I just treated
you as my secretary. I don’t want you to think of me as your boss.
I don’t want you think that you can’t talk to me about anything. I
want you to be able to come to me about anything and me be able to
speak to you about everything.” He glanced down at his Rolex and
sighed. “I’ve got to go to the counselors meeting. They postponed
it just so I could attend.”
    I smiled. “How thoughtful of them.”
    He rolled his eyes. “Right. I don’t have
anything for you to do right now since I’m still reviewing my new
files so you could just play with your new phone and if there are
any days you would like off you can put them on the phone’s
calendar and they will automatically be added to mine.”
    I frowned. “There aren’t any days I’ll need
off.”
    He smiled. “There must be some days. Family
events or boyfriend’s birthdays?”
    I shook my head. “No. My work is my family. I
have no…I’m not involved with anyone so it won’t be a problem.” I
said the last with a smile, trying to play good secretary even
though I felt the sadness stirring within me. It had been a long
time since I had said it out loud.
    His face turned serious, but I could see a
sparkle in his eyes. “Oh. Well, if there are any days that come up
don’t be afraid to ask.”
    “ Thank you, but I doubt
that.” I picked up the phone and calendar and walked to my office.
I sat down and turned on my computer and flicked the samurai bobble
head.
    Eric walked into my office and straightened
his tie. “How do I look? Do I look brilliant and tough?”
    I nodded my head. “Yes
Mister….I mean Eric. You look brilliant and tough.” And sexy.
    He nodded his head and walked out of my
office, closing the door behind him. I put a hand up to my face and
sighed. I was blushing. Dammit. So much for being professional on
the first day. I logged into my computer than played with the
settings on my new phone. I tried to pass the hours by with my new
gadget, but with no typing to do I was bored. Eric finally came
back four hours later and slumped against my door. “That was fun.”
He loosened his tie and walked into his office leaving the door
open. “Have you ever been to one of those meetings before?” He
asked from inside his office.
    I stood up and walked to stand in his
doorway. “No. They don’t allow secretaries in.”
    He frowned. “I think I’m going to have to
change that so that someone can intervene.

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