Page 35 of Help Wanted

“Okay.” He handed it to her and watched her bite her bottom lip as her fingers swiftly slid over the screen. He looked away before her lips distracted him any more than they already had.

The smile was back as she turned the phone toward him and pointed.

“See this app with your company logo on it?” she asked as he stared at the screen.

“Yes.”

“I thought it might be handy if you had all those pictures from your bottom drawer more readily available, so I put them up on the server. Then I got to thinking about how you would have to log in and fumble around with the tabs, so I figured it couldn’t be that hard to design an app. I looked it up on the Internet and voila, you have an app with tabs to all the photos in that box.”

“Holy shit!” He tapped the tab under brass, and scrolled through the photos. Her laughter made him look up. Standing so close, he could smell her hair. Strawberries and cream.

He got to a photo of a steering wheel he’d already used.

“This one isn’t available anymore.”

“I figured there would be things in there that weren’t in stock anymore, so I made this little trashcan in the corner. Just slide it down there and it’s out of the way.”

“Very cool.”

“Oh, and I thought this might come in handy. See this file icon here? Let’s say you wanted to use a photo in a proposal to a client. You can label the file with the client’s name and then slide it there. It moves the photo into the file so you can sort it later and attach it to the proposal. If you don’t use it you tap that arrow and it goes back into the rotation.”

“This is amazing, Kenley.” He looked at her in awe. Kind and brilliant all wrapped up in a beautiful package.

He didn’t see how she had time to do this and get the rest of her work done. Then he frowned.

“Did you do this on your own time?”

“No. Well, I learned how to make an app at home, but that’s knowledge I can use for other things too.”

“I’m going to pay you for doing this.”

“No. It’s really okay. I was bored.”

“Still. I can’t imagine how much it would have cost to have an outside company do this, so I’m going to find out and pay you.” He wanted to compensate her for her efforts. He wasn’t going to take advantage of her boredom. She was brilliant.

“You’re too smart for this job,” he told her with a grin.

“Yeah, well, you’re the only person I could trick into hiring me after my scandal, so lucky you.”

Lucky him indeed.