to her schooling and employment. Still, she did have those moments, especially late at night when the uncertainty of the future kept her awake, when she longed for a man’s touch. Having somebody by her side, somebody to wrap their arms around her and tell her everything was going to be okay, was something that sounded quite nice indeed.
Somebody like Zane Talbot.
Jenna caught her thoughts drifting to him yet again and scolded herself for the second time that night. She had to keep her eyes on the prize, as she was fond of saying, and that prize was a fruitful career stemming from the hard-earned bachelor’s degree that she was only three months short of receiving.
Ignoring the attraction she felt for the man she’d only met briefly, she cleared her head and recognized that a logo design for Enterprise Marketing would look damn impressive on a resume. That is, if the company chose to use her work. Zane Talbot had proven to be the real deal, and that meant it was time for her to get to work.
Opening up Adobe Illustrator, a program she’d grown quite familiar with over the years, she began toying with ideas for the marketing firm’s new logo.
Zane hadn’t given her much to work with, and she was sure that was quite intentional. He’d mentioned that he wanted a pair of new eyes and likely didn’t want her to be influenced by his art department’s work. She scrapped her first two ideas, believing them to be too simplistic and amateur, but by her third attempt, an idea was beginning to take shape.
She worked diligently until 2:00 am, then had to force herself to get a few hours of sleep. Once she started a project, it was common for her to become so engrossed in it that she’d stay glued to her computer until it was done. She had class first thing in the morning, though, and needed her rest. She backed up her work, pried herself away from her screen, and readied herself for bed. As she drifted off to sleep, thoughts of Zane Talbot’s mesmeric blue eyes pervaded her thoughts.
Chapter Five
“Any new messages?” Zane asked Sheryl as he paused in front of his office door. He’d been repeatedly asking his secretary this for the last four days, but none of the messages were the one he was hoping for. Jenna still hadn’t called to schedule a meeting with him, and he was beginning to think she never would.
“Ali from accounting wants to speak to you about some account discrepancies, and that’s it,” Sheryl replied apologetically. She clearly knew he was waiting for an important call, and could tell by the sunken look on his face that this wasn’t it.
“Okay, thanks,” he responded politely with a forced smile as he headed into his office, shutting his door behind him. With an exasperated sigh, he plopped down into the high-back leather office chair that was seated behind his large, solid oak desk.
His fingers tapped its wooden surface impatiently as he stared down his work phone and debated calling Family Burger . Days had passed, yet he still couldn’t shake the image of her big, brown eyes and amazing smile. She looked beautiful, even in her outdated Family Burger uniform, and he desperately wanted to see her again. He’d felt an undeniable chemistry with her and was sure the connection was reciprocated. Now, days later, he wasn’t as certain of that anymore. His intuition usually never failed him, but it appeared that this time it had. If she hadn’t called by now, it probably wasn’t going to happen.
The sudden ringing of the same work phone he was staring at startled him so greatly that he almost jumped out of his chair. His adrenaline surged and his heart raced as he mumbled “Jesus Christ” under his breath. Running one hand through his hair while straightening his tie with the other in an attempt to recompose himself, he inhaled deeply before answering the ringing phone.
“What’s up?” he asked informally, knowing it would be his secretary since no calls made it to his desk without