dedicated and loyal, and as their president she continued to put their welfare and best interest first, assuring that their future with Osborne remained intact.
Taking another sip of her coffee, her smile widened as she again thought of the one thing that had some of her employees concerned— her love life. She had to constantly remember that Osborne Computer Network was an old, established firm with a number of old and established employees, some of whom saw themselves as more than merely her employees. They saw themselves as honorary aunts and uncles, but always gave her the respect she deserved as their boss. However, there was some concern among them that there had not been a serious man in her life in over two years.
Her mother had been the only one who’d acted like the very idea of her being single and pregnant was the ultimate sin. Her father’s former employees, rooted and firmly embedded in tradition and convention, hadn’t blinked an eye at the announcement of her pregnancy, and had been there to give her support when her own mother hadn’t. After all, little Craig Osborne was their former boss’s grandson, and in most of their eyes her father had nearly walked on water. He had been just that loved and admired.
Carla’s face softened when she again thought of Craig. Her son meant the world to her and one day she would turn the running of Osborne Computer Network over to him. She loved her role as his mother and was determined to be to him the kind of mother she’d always wanted as a child and never had.
She frowned when another person entered her thoughts, Craig’s father, Jesse Devereau. She always thought of him when she looked at her son, and the one thing she remembered was that he was jawdroppingly handsome. The force of awareness and attraction that had consumed her when she’d first seen him had been stunning. She had taken in everything about him, from the solid muscles outlined in the business suit he’d been wearing to the straight black hair that had been secured at the base of his neck. His skin tone had been that of a roasted almond, and his features were compelling and stark; it had been easy to tell that he was an interracial offspring.
The older Craig got, the more his features resembled those of Jesse, all the way down to the hazel eyes, so she could never forget her one-night fling with a man who’d made a lasting impression, both physically and emotionally, on her life.
Carla nearly jumped when she heard her phone ring. Crossing the room back to her desk she quickly picked it up. “Yes, Michelle?”
“Ms. Morrison is on the line for you, Ms. Osborne.”
“Thanks, please put her through.”
Carla snapped off her clip earring as she placed the phone to the other ear. Sonya was her best friend since childhood and Craig’s godmother. Everyone who knew them claimed that she and Sonya were as different as black and white, night and day, and wondered how their friendship had lasted for so many years.
Carla smiled. She had to admit that Sonya was known to do a number of wild and crazy things, but she had cherished and always would cherish their friendship. Sonya knew her better than anyone. She knew her joys and her pains, and more important, Sonya had always been there for her.
Sonya worked for a large marketing firm and her job often included a lot of travel. “Sonya? Hey, girl, what’s going on?”
“A whole lot of nothing. I was calling to see if you wanted to go to the movies tonight. Mom said she would be glad to watch Craig if you’re interested.”
Carla lowered her gaze to the calendar on her desk. “I wish I could, but the Savvy Sistahs meeting is tonight and Brandy, Amber, and I have made plans to go somewhere afterwards for dinner and later to a movie. Of course you can join us if you’d like,” she said, feeling really bad. The last couple of times Sonya had called for them to get together she’d had other plans.
“No, I don’t want to go anywhere with