relative, he'd be treated like the rest of the staff. No special treatment for him.
She listened with half an ear as Jeffery droned on. She dreaded sitting in his windowless office. Barbara had a fear of closed-in spaces. Her own office and home had many wide open areas, and there, she was good at keeping her claustrophobia under control. She wondered, after this day from hell, how long she'd last in Jeffery's tiny cubbyhole.
Jennifer and a man who looked to be close to her age acted as if they were swamped. Barbara let out a small snort.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Jeffery asked.
"Ah, no. Just going over some things in my head," Barbara answered.
"Like the employee meeting later?" he asked in a booming voice. Both Jennifer and the other employee looked his way.
Barbara tried not to cringe. She glanced at the two curious faces.
Jennifer bit her lip, and Barbara thought she looked delightful.
"Of course, Jeffery. Would you mind introducing me to your two co-workers?"
Barbara motioned with her hand toward the front desk.
Jeffery gave her a look, as if he couldn't believe she'd even want to know their names, but he followed along. "This is Michael MacGillicuty and Jennifer Caffey. They run the front desk."
Barbara noticed Jennifer's small frown again before she replaced it with a neutral look. Her curiosity piqued now, Barbara intended to find out why Jennifer seemed displeased with Jeffery. For a second, she wondered if they were more than just co-workers, but then brushed off the idea. Jennifer didn't seem to be the type who'd be interested in a man like Jeffery. Perhaps she didn't find the male gender attractive?
Barbara smirked, thinking it would be too good to be true if that were so.
"Hello, I'm Barbara Jennings, the CEO of St. Jennings." She held out her hand.
Mike stepped forward and shook enthusiastically. "A pleasure, ma'am."
Barbara hid a frown over the "ma'am" thing. She pulled back her shoulders and nodded. She turned to Jennifer and held out her hand, waiting to see if she'd feel the same zing again when their hands touched.
Barbara grabbed Jennifer's hands in hers. Not as much of a zing as before, but definitely something.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Jennings," Jennifer said, licking her lips.
Barbara had the urge to either hug her or nibble on the cute young thing's mouth.
Barbara held onto her hand. "It's nice to meet you also, Jennifer."
For a moment, they stared at one another and didn't break eye contact until Jeffery cleared his throat.
"Now that you have these introductions out of the way, why don't we go into my office?" he said. "We'll order some lunch while we talk. Jenny can place the order for us.
Right, Jenny?"
Jennifer tried to pull her hand from Barbara's, but she held firm. A split second later, Barbara realized her slip-up and let go.
"Sure, Jeffery. Whatever you and Ms. Jennings need, I can do," Jennifer said with a broad smile.
What I would love for you to do is lay on this desk, open your legs and let me stick my tongue . . . . Barbara blinked and tried to dispel the sexual scenario playing out in her head.
She glanced around, but no one seemed to notice her zoning out. Jenny didn't look at her. Jeffery moved away to have a whispered conversation with Mike, who looked bored as Jeffery talked to him. She wanted to chat with Jenny some more, but Jeffery finished speaking with Mike and gestured with his hand toward his office.
"Shall we, Cousin?' he asked and reached out, placing an arm around her shoulder.
Barbara swallowed a wise-ass retort and gave Jennifer one last look. The girl looked sympathetic, as if she knew how Barbara felt about this intimate meeting.
As she walked past with Jeffery, she lightly brushed the side of her hand against Jennifer' s ass. Jennifer gave a little jump. Barbara glanced over her shoulder and looked at the girl for her reaction. Jennifer's face flushed and she fiddled with a pen. Barbara smiled, walked into