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Orleans. They do a lot of
restoration jobs in that city—I even did my internship there—but
they didn’t have a space for me. I applied to seven different
firms, but this is the only offer I got. How many did you apply
to?”
    Madison shrugged. “Only three, and all
of them were in Dallas. I wanted to get on with MA Architects…they
do a lot of skyscrapers and commercial building construction—that’s
what I really want to do—but they didn’t even interview me. They
wanted experienced architects, not new grads.”
    “ Yeah, I heard the same
thing. That’s why I’m here. I figured I can get some experience and
then move on. Doing upper-end homes isn’t my thing. I like working
with historic buildings; you know, renovations and additions that
add to the style of the original design. That’s what turns me
on.”
    Madison felt a slight flush on her
cheeks as his eyes continued to wander the curves of her figure.
Turning away, she went back to her desk. “So did you meet with Mr.
Parr during your interview?”
    “ Sure. What did you think
of him?” He stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets. “I thought he
didn’t like me at first. With his squinty eyes I couldn’t tell what
he was thinking. I was about to write off the interview when he
started asking me some questions. Grilled me, actually, about
architectural theory and design. It made me feel like I was still
in school.”
    Madison’s cheeks flushed even redder.
“I never met him. I met with Mr. Worthy. He didn’t quiz me or
anything. Just asked about school and why I wanted to be an
architect.”
    Adam’s gravelly snicker annoyed
Madison. “You were lucky. I got the impression Parr’s going to be a
real taskmaster.”
    “ Really? Sam, the
receptionist, told me he was great to work for.”
    Adam went over to his desk and
inspected the computer. “She’s just a receptionist, Madison. Of
course he’s nice to her. She’s not essential staff like we
are.”
    He hit a key on the keyboard and the
computer screen came to life. Madison observed his long, bony hands
as they reached for the mouse, and decided that she didn’t like
them. For her, a man’s hands had always been the starting point of
an attraction, and if his hands did not meet her standards, she
figured little else would.
    “ Looks like we have our
schedule for the day.” Adam nodded to his computer. “We’re to head
to human resources on the thirty-second floor, do our employee
paperwork, and then attend a computer orientation
meeting.”
    Madison had hoped to get right to
work, not be bogged down in mindless meetings. “Sounds pretty
boring.”
    Adam turned to her, grinning. “Not
completely. Looks like we get to have lunch in the conference room
with Mr. Parr. At least we’re getting a free meal.”
    Madison’s stomach did a nervous flip.
“That doesn’t make me feel any better. Maybe he’s going to grill us
while we eat.”
    Adam smiled for her, trying to appear
reassuring. “Maybe he just wants to get to know his new employees.
What better way to do that than over a friendly lunch.”
    ***
    After two hours of filling out IRS
forms, deciding on IRA packages, and getting a brief rundown on the
computer system, Adam and Madison were escorted to a luxurious
conference room. A long, oval mahogany table with deep red leather
chairs filled the room, while a sideboard of matching mahogany was
pushed against the wall closest to the door. Wide windows
overlooked scenic downtown Dallas, and along the walls were various
contemporary metal sculptures done in gold, silver, bronze, and
iron, depicting different city skylines.
    “ Mr. Parr will be along
shortly, and we’re waiting for the caterers to arrive with lunch,”
a pretty blonde secretary named Emma told them as she ushered them
into the conference room.
    Madison noticed how Adam’s eyes traced
the outline of Emma’s sky blue dress, lingering over the swell of
her ample breasts.
    “ I hope you two like
Italian. Mr. Parr