I glanced over at Luci. Based on what Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden had said, there was a fine line between the two here in this office. Based on what I’d seen and heard thus far, that line was pretty much obliterated.
Not that I was going to say that aloud.
“I’m sure Jordan’s mentioned the position is rather isolated. Our receptionist remains at the front most of the time.”
“I have no problems with that. And I have no issues speaking up when I need something or have a question.”
Luci smiled.
I felt like a third wheel on a date. There was nothing I could contribute that would make a difference. I was still too new.
“Do you have any questions for us?”
“Not at the moment; however, I would like to add that because of my relationship with my Knight…er…Jordan…” His eyes widened with embarrassment.
I couldn’t help but smile. That was a unique name for a Dom and I personally liked it.
“No worries,” Luci said quickly. “Trust me, you’ll hear Master and Sir from me pretty much all the time. No reason to be embarrassed. Go ahead, finish what you were going to say.”
“Because of our relationship, I’m well aware of the discretion necessary for this position.”
It was Luci’s turn to blush and I was merely enjoying watching the two of them trade off.
Luci giggled shyly. “That’s a definite bonus.” She glanced over at me. “Can you give me a minute? I need to speak with Master and Sir.” She shot Dale a grin and pointed to her lips. “See? What’d I tell you?”
When Luci left the room, I felt it was necessary to speak up.
“I’m sorry if I’m not contributing much. I’ve only been here for two weeks. I’m still learning my way around.”
He grinned. “No problem. Interviews don’t bother me. I’m used to being put on the spot.” Dale waved a hand. “So, how do you like it so far?”
“It’s been good. Not a lot going on yet. For me, at least. But once they let me sit at my desk for a while, I’m sure I’ll get a routine down. Right now, I’m just trying to keep up with Luci.”
“Jordan told me how excited he was that you were here.”
Thankfully I was saved from having to figure out how to respond to that because Luci stepped back into the room.
“Master and Sir would like to speak to you for a few minutes,” she told Dale, her eyes bright.
“Of course.” He got to his feet, then held out his hand. “It was a pleasure to meet you and I hope we’ll have the opportunity to work together.”
“Me, too.” I shook his hand, wondering why I was the nervous one. It wasn’t my interview.
Luci stepped back out of the way. “And Ben was looking for you.”
“Oh.”
She smiled, but it appeared a little strained. “He said to send you down to his office.”
Great.
I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d done wrong.
Twenty-Three
JUSTIN
“SURE, ZEKE. I’D BE HAPPY to grab a drink,” I said into the phone as I glanced at my calendar. “Or better yet, let me treat you to dinner.”
“You don’t have to go through the trouble,” Zeke replied. “I merely have some questions I want to get out of the way.”
“It’s no trouble,” I assured the man. If it meant getting Zeke interested in taking one of the regional manager positions I was looking to fill, then I was more than happy to do it.
As I was listening to Zeke, I caught sight of Addison moving past my office door and over to Ben’s. She glanced my way briefly, then smiled before knocking on Ben’s door. A second later, she disappeared inside. Needless to say, my curiosity got the best of me and once again I found himself distracted.
“Justin?”
Shit. “Yeah. Sorry. Had someone step into my office.”
“No worries. I’ll see you tonight at… Let’s try for seven?”
“Seven works. The steakhouse around the corner from my building,” I informed him. “I’ll call and make the reservation now.”
“Perfect. Talk to you then.”
After hanging up the phone, I dialed the steakhouse and made the reservation for two. When I hung up, I got to my feet and started for Ben’s office. It wasn’t in my nature to be quite so inquisitive, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. It felt wrong, but my feet didn’t seem to be listening to reason.
Son of a bitch.
The door was closed.
That damn sure wasn’t going to help me any.
With my head close to the wood, I tried to hear what they were saying, but the words were muffled.
I was about to knock when someone cleared their throat from behind me.
Fucking hell.
Pivoting slowly, I willed my humiliation away. When I turned around, I noticed Landon watching me with an amused grin.
“I never figured you for a voyeur,” Landon stated, chuckling. “An exhibitionist, absolutely. But not a voyeur.”
