New Job
“Why does the boss want to see me?” I said aloud as Piper came up to me.
“Relax Avery,” Piper said. “Everything will be fine. Just breathe and stop pacing a hole in the imported carpet.” Avery sat, crossed her legs, uncrossed them and crossed them once again before standing as the door to the bosses’ office swung open. The typical insincere laughter came out first, followed by Mr. Foster, AKA the boss. He was shaking hands and patting the back of some man in a suit that was about twenty years out of fashion. The man left, and Mr. Foster returned to his office.
“Avery, he’s ready for you,” Piper announced, opening Mr. Foster’s door. Avery walked in with trepidation.
“Please sit Miss. Dodd,” Mr. Foster said. “I’ve been watching you, and I like what I see. I notice you’ve applied for the executive assistant position and are more than qualified for it.” Avery was flattered, but before she could respond, Mr. Foster continued.
“I know you know my son, Grayson. He has been assigned as CEO of the new marketing branch, but he’s so busy that he can’t seem to schedule his work so that he can make time for his family,” Mr. Foster explained.
Avery was confused, “Mr. Foster, I don’t see how I can help. Your son is dedicated to his work.” she concluded as she bit her lower lip. To be honest Grayson was a pain in the ass but he was great at his job, Avery thought. That’s why he couldn’t keep an assistant longer than a month. They would always quit. There were always bets going on in the break room of how long the latest assistant would last.
Mr. Owen Foster saw the look of uneasiness and confusion flash across her face. Chuckling to himself, he could not wait until his son saw this young woman. She’s stunning, as well as strong, Mr. Foster thought, eyeing her with keen interest. A strong woman was exactly what Grayson needed. Avery had been working here for three years in other departments. When she thought something was wrong, she would voice her opinion even to me, the president of the company. Greyson is a little harder to talk with, let alone confront. This will be interesting.
“Miss. Dodd, Avery, if I may, I want to promote you to the position of Executive Assistant to my son. This position will include a new title, your own office, and significance increase in salary,” Owen explained.
It would have to be a very big salary increase to be willing work for his son, Avery thought to herself. With a promotion and salary increase, though, she could quit her night job and spend more time with Adam. That would be a great perk.
Owen allowed her some time to think about it, and a week later Avery accepted the position as Executive Assistant for Grayson Foster.
Avery was talking to Mr. Foster about accepting the job after a board meeting when his son walked in, “Son, I want you to meet your Executive Assistant, Miss. Avery Dodd.”
Grayson turned, and before him stood a woman who was stunning. She was a few inches
shorter than him, with lovely light skin that looked like it was kissed by the sun, blue-green eyes, caramel hair that was cut past her shoulders but styled into the latest fashion, and a body that was firm, as if she went running every day. Grayson’s blood heated at the sight of her. He had seen her before and knew she was good at her job. She had even gone toe to toe with his dad and won the fight.
“Miss. Dodd, I don’t know what my father promised you, but I can promise you, this will not be a fluff job,” he said as he stood.
Avery straightened herself as tall as her five-foot-five-inch frame would allow her and looked Grayson in the eye. “Mr. Foster, I don’t do fluff, and I look forward to working for you.” Avery knew tomorrow was going to be a big day, so when she was dismissed for the day by her new boss, she gladly accepted. Her mind was filled with cardboard boxes packed full of office supplies, personal photos, plants, both plastic and real, and naked trolls with purple hair, all ready to move to the office of the new Executive Assistant to Grayson Foster tomorrow.
With excitement disguised as grace and tact, she left and walked with a purpose to the bus stop. Her excitement could not be contained. However, she took out her cell and began to yell into it, even as she approached the bus to take home.
“Honey, I got the job,” Avery shouted with her outside voice as she dropped into the first available seat. “This job comes with a raise, and we can live easier now. I can even quit my night job so we can have more time together.”
“I’m so excited for you,” Adam, her boyfriend of five years said without sounding genuine. “Do you still want me to go back to my family business this fall? It’s only for two months?”
“If you look for a job in town, I’m almost certain you’ll get one. Then you won’t have to go to the family farm in the fall,” Avery said. “I think you should go back to school.”
“I’ll get the paperwork done and we will see,” Adam said. “I still think I should go to the family farm, because you’re going to be busy with your new job. On the plus side, now we can get that new place we’ve been looking at.”
“This is the best day ever,” Avery squealed, jumping up and down, to the dismay of the other passengers. “We should celebrate,” Avery suggested. “I mean go
out; you know to dinner. I’m not talking burgers or tacos. I mean a real dinner, with chairs and table clothes, and spoons and two forks, none of which we would have to wash.”
“Okay, I get it,” Adam laughed. “Fine dining, not fast food. Do you have a place in mind?”
Avery continued speaking at a high volume about various restaurants, covering the entire ethic gambit within their town, plus two towns over. The other passengers became hungry and helpful, shouting out suggestions. Avery settled on the new Indian place in old town. When Adam asked why, her answer was simple.
“Because we’ve never tried it,” Avery was clearly the braver of the two, a fact that did not go unnoticed by Adam, even on their first date.
“There are other ways we can celebrate,” Adam said suggestively.
Avery’s outside voice suddenly became an inside whisper, ...
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