sheet to help you until you get a grasp on all of this. I know it can be a lot.” She leans back in her chair next to me and gives me a cheeky smile.
“It is.” I agree, pushing back slightly from my desk to swivel my chair towards her. “I was worried it was just me.” I let out a sigh.
“Good heavens no.” She shakes her head, the red bun on top not moving in the slightest as she does. “It took me ages to get all of this down. Of course, when I started here thirteen years ago things were a bit different.”
“How long have you been working directly for Luke?” I ask, feeling comfortable enough to ask Katherine without fearing she will balk at my attempts to make small talk.
It may only be my first day but already I can tell that Katherine is a very mothering type of woman and from my experience in my few short hours with her, she has no problem slowing down for idle chit chat.
“Four years now.” She smiles, the small wrinkles surrounding her blue eyes crinkling as she does. “He’s a good boy.” Her smile widens the more she speaks. “He’s like one of my own. I love him like a son but respect him as a boss. I think you’ll find he’s fair and kind and he cares very much for the people working with him.”
“He definitely seems nicer than I expected a Scott to be.” I voice aloud, my heart immediately picking up speed as I realize what I have said.
“He’s not like the other men in his family, that’s for sure.” She nods her head in agreement, clearly thinking nothing of my comment.
I immediately relax back into my chair, trying not to show the alarm that just rang through my body.
“What do you mean?” I ask curiously, crossing my arms in front of my chest.
“Let’s just say that he’s a bit of a black sheep. I don’t want to be quoted speaking negatively of my new bosses.” She gives a light chuckle, leaning forward to tap my knee with her small hand. “Just rest assured you are in good hands Miss Reynolds. Luke Scott is one of the good ones.” She gives me a wink before pushing out of the chair next to me.
“Anyways, I think that just about does it for the day.” She rolls the chair she was just occupying around the front of the desk to where it belongs. “I don’t think Mr. Scott would think kindly to me keeping you here well past leaving time on your first day. He might accuse me of trying to scare you off.” She laughs again, the genuine sound almost melodic.
“As if that would be possible.” I laugh, returning her smile. “Thank you so much for all your help. Truly, I don’t know how I would figure all this out without you.”
“My pleasure dear. I will feel better leaving knowing that you are prepared and ready to do the job. It will make the transition much easier on all of us.” She grabs the box full of her personal belongings that she packed up earlier today, resting it on her hip as she supports it with one arm.
“Can I help you with any of that?” I ask as she reaches for her purse.
“Oh no need.” She shakes her head, draping the leather bag over her forearm. “I’m just going up a floor to drop these things off in my new office. I will see you tomorrow Allie.” She nods and then spins on her heel, disappearing through the office door before I have a chance to speak again.
Looking to the empty doorway and then back down at my cluttered computer screen, I can’t help but feel a bit overwhelmed by everything that has happened today, the amount of work I am expected to do just a small piece of that.
My mind immediately flashes back to earlier today; to the moment when Nicholas and Ryan were sitting within arm’s length of me, so close I could have reached out and touched them. So long I have wondered what that would feel like and even now I am not sure I have fully processed the array of emotions that seem to be flooding through me.
Looking back to my computer, I rest my hand on top of the mouse and begin moving files into their