answered, one brow quirked in surprise above the rim of those hideous green glasses. "I just haven't learned what all these whistles and bells do. I've never used software with this many features before."
"If it doesn't do what it's supposed to, or if you don't like it, we'll send it back."
"Don't you dare. It's a great system."
Rachel laughed, and the sound of it sent shivers down Jared's spine. It felt smooth, like warm pudding oozing over his skin. It also relieved his ill humor, and he smiled as he strode toward his office. "Any other calls besides my mother?"
As she followed him to his desk, Rachel scolded herself. She wasn't supposed to be laughing and friendly. That only led to unpleasantness in the long run. She was supposed to be cool and efficient. A top – notch secretary.
"Yes," she replied briskly, all business now. "Todd Hargrave stopped by and said when you get time, come back to engineering and he'll detail for you what happened last Friday that put the station off the air, and Susan King from the sales department came to ask you to speak at next month's AWRT meeting."
"Did she say what I'm supposed to speak about?" Jared asked warily.
"They'd like you to speak about how more women can get into upper management in broadcasting. They want the male viewpoint. I take it AWRT is a women's group?"
"American Women in Radio and Television," Jared supplied. "How women can get into upper management. How would I know? Who else called?"
"Ted Parson's secretary called to remind you about the Oklahoma City Broadcasters' meeting this Thursday morning. Then Peter Michaelson in news called to let you know he's ready to start looking for a new reporter to add to his staff."
Jared nodded in acknowledgement and motioned for her to continue.
"Harve Kennedy called," Rachel said. "The corporate meeting is three weeks from tomorrow. I put a note on your calendar as a reminder. He said the rooms are all booked at the Bellagio in Las Vegas, but you should make your own travel arrange ments."
"Damn," Jared muttered. "They've moved it up two weeks. That means you and I will probably need to put in some late hours to get all the reports ready that I have to take with me. Will that be a problem for you, working late?"
"No," Rachel replied. It'll make me wish I got paid by the hour, instead of by the month, but maybe you'll appreciate my efforts so much you'll give me a raise. "It won't be a problem."
"Good. Any other calls? I hope there are no more meetings for me to attend."
"No other calls, no more meetings that I'm aware of."
"Good." Jared pushed his chair back from his desk and stood. "I'm going down to engineering to talk to Todd. I'll be back before long. Just hold down the fort. If anything terrible happens, circle the wagons and page me on the inter com."
"In case of attack, you mean." Rachel tried to keep a straight face, but it was impossible to keep her lips from twitching.
"Don't laugh," Jared warned with a smile. "It happens sometimes." When she looked at him skeptically, he said, "Just wait until our Sales Manager's aunt brings her class of forty – five third graders in for a tour of the studio." As he walked out the door, he winked at her.
Winked!
It was impossible to tell which one of them was more surprised. Jared hurried down the hall frowning. He'd definitely been alone too long. Now he was winking at nerdettes. And this one happened to also be his secretary!
CHAPTER TWO
If Jared Morgan had any doubts about hiring Rachel Fredrick, they disappeared over the next three weeks as she helped him prepare for the upcoming corporate meeting in Las Vegas. She may not have known anything about broadcasting, but she under stood reports and statistics, and she proved herself invaluable as she helped him assemble the required information.
She also turned out to be the most easy going woman he'd ever been
"If it doesn't do what it's supposed to, or if you don't like it, we'll send it back."
"Don't you dare. It's a great system."
Rachel laughed, and the sound of it sent shivers down Jared's spine. It felt smooth, like warm pudding oozing over his skin. It also relieved his ill humor, and he smiled as he strode toward his office. "Any other calls besides my mother?"
As she followed him to his desk, Rachel scolded herself. She wasn't supposed to be laughing and friendly. That only led to unpleasantness in the long run. She was supposed to be cool and efficient. A top – notch secretary.
"Yes," she replied briskly, all business now. "Todd Hargrave stopped by and said when you get time, come back to engineering and he'll detail for you what happened last Friday that put the station off the air, and Susan King from the sales department came to ask you to speak at next month's AWRT meeting."
"Did she say what I'm supposed to speak about?" Jared asked warily.
"They'd like you to speak about how more women can get into upper management in broadcasting. They want the male viewpoint. I take it AWRT is a women's group?"
"American Women in Radio and Television," Jared supplied. "How women can get into upper management. How would I know? Who else called?"
"Ted Parson's secretary called to remind you about the Oklahoma City Broadcasters' meeting this Thursday morning. Then Peter Michaelson in news called to let you know he's ready to start looking for a new reporter to add to his staff."
Jared nodded in acknowledgement and motioned for her to continue.
"Harve Kennedy called," Rachel said. "The corporate meeting is three weeks from tomorrow. I put a note on your calendar as a reminder. He said the rooms are all booked at the Bellagio in Las Vegas, but you should make your own travel arrange ments."
"Damn," Jared muttered. "They've moved it up two weeks. That means you and I will probably need to put in some late hours to get all the reports ready that I have to take with me. Will that be a problem for you, working late?"
"No," Rachel replied. It'll make me wish I got paid by the hour, instead of by the month, but maybe you'll appreciate my efforts so much you'll give me a raise. "It won't be a problem."
"Good. Any other calls? I hope there are no more meetings for me to attend."
"No other calls, no more meetings that I'm aware of."
"Good." Jared pushed his chair back from his desk and stood. "I'm going down to engineering to talk to Todd. I'll be back before long. Just hold down the fort. If anything terrible happens, circle the wagons and page me on the inter com."
"In case of attack, you mean." Rachel tried to keep a straight face, but it was impossible to keep her lips from twitching.
"Don't laugh," Jared warned with a smile. "It happens sometimes." When she looked at him skeptically, he said, "Just wait until our Sales Manager's aunt brings her class of forty – five third graders in for a tour of the studio." As he walked out the door, he winked at her.
Winked!
It was impossible to tell which one of them was more surprised. Jared hurried down the hall frowning. He'd definitely been alone too long. Now he was winking at nerdettes. And this one happened to also be his secretary!
CHAPTER TWO
If Jared Morgan had any doubts about hiring Rachel Fredrick, they disappeared over the next three weeks as she helped him prepare for the upcoming corporate meeting in Las Vegas. She may not have known anything about broadcasting, but she under stood reports and statistics, and she proved herself invaluable as she helped him assemble the required information.
She also turned out to be the most easy going woman he'd ever been
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