and planting a wet kiss on my cheek. “Oh, oh wait. You had that interview today. The one you were so keen on. Well tell me. How did it go?”
Where do I begin? “It was… odd.”
“Odd, that doesn’t sound promising when speaking of an interview.”
“I hardly know where to begin. ” I spend the next few minutes telling him about what happened when I arrived at Jacobs’ Tower. “Finally I’m escorted by this huge guy from security up to the penthouse conference room only to find my interview has been hijacked by Ian Jacobs.”
“Stop right there. Hot stuff himself did the interview? As in the hot piece of ass you had in bed last night interviewed you today for a job, a job I might add that you have been dreaming of since you started NYU? Did he live up to his panty dropping reputation even in the office?” He says this last with a huge grin and wink.
Panty-dropping? More like eviscerating. “Enough. It was an interview; no panty dropping required. Anyway then he proceeds to tell me that while Jacobs Enterprises would be happy to have me in the accounting department he would prefer to have me on his personal staff as his assistant.”
“Oh, I’m sure there are plenty of personal things he would like to do with you. Even though, apparently he has already done most of them.” There’s a wicked gleam in his eyes and his lips tip up into a smirk.
“Stop it Gav. For the most part it was profession al but I’m not an assistant; I would have no clue what I’m doing. Here take a look at this.” I say shoving the portfolio with the job details at him. Gavin takes his time going through the pages; jaw dropping when he sees the pay and then needing to be scraped off the floor as he peruses what I can only imagine is the travel portion of the contract.
“The pay is outrageous. You would be a fool not to accept on that alone but then look at this travel schedule and a stipend for clothing in addition to being given time during the work day for shopping. If you won’t take it , where can I sign up? I’m sure I would look just as nice as you on the arm of that juicy man.”
At that I ca nnot contain my laughter. Gavin has always been outrageous and now is no exception. “Seriously Celeste, with that amount of money for clothes you would have extra to spare for some naughty lingerie and I’m sure that would please Mr. Hot Boss.”
“Gav , stop it.” I try to reign in my laughter. “I would be going to work with the man not under him. But he is so attractive and distracting. I almost had to wipe the drool away just thinking about last night. Oh, I must have looked like such a twit. I’m surprised he went through with the interview and offered me the position at all. Then that brings me to final and most important question. Why did he choose me for this job? I’m sure if this position was advertised it would draw many, many better-qualified applicants than myself. And if he was just talking with Rebecca about the applicants she had for the accounting position, how did he discover my application among all the others? There must have been quite a few resumes; I can’t imagine him having the time to go through them all. So does this job offer just boil down to the fact that we had amazing sex last night?” My resume would give no indication that I am qualified for this position. So what is his basis for choosing me? I hope and pray it’s not about our encounter last night because I know with every fiber of my being that that can never happen again. Then again with Ian’s behavior at the close of the interview, I get the feeling that he doesn’t want a repeat performance either. So maybe there is truly nothing to worry about? However, this thought makes me sadder than the prospect of having to dodge his advances at work. God, this man has me so confused I’m not sure which way is up.
“Oh darling, you always doubt