Taking On The Boss. Darcy Maguire
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He leant against the counter, his attention fixed entirely on her. ‘I want to hear it from you.’
Tahlia took a deep breath. ‘Well, that’s all well and fine but I’m a busy woman. I really don’t have time to list my skills, my achievements and my worth to this company to somebody who can’t be bothered reading my file.’
His mouth fought a smile. ‘You’re not scared of me?’
She took a gulp of the coffee and looked pointedly at her watch. ‘No.’
‘Not even wary?’
‘No.’
He crossed his arms over his wide chest. ‘Aren’t you worried I’ll fire you for your lack of respect for authority?’
Tahlia shrugged. ‘If you can’t see my worth from reading my file, by what I do around here, then I’m better off somewhere else.’
He nodded slowly, his mouth fighting a smile. ‘You are absolutely right.’
She met his sapphire-blue eyes warily. ‘I am?’ What was he up to? It had to be something…
‘Yes.’ He picked up his mug and walked to the door. ‘Maybe we can discuss any ideas you have…over lunch some time?’
‘Ye-es,’ she said slowly. She had a lot of ideas to improve the place that Raquel hadn’t seemed to want to hear despite numerous discussions, letters, memos and slip-anonymous-suggestions-on-to-her-desk attempts.
It would be nice to have someone who was actually open to improvement rather than just wanting to keep doing things the way they had always been done because it was her way.
Tahlia surveyed the man in front of her. Did the Rottie have any idea what this new guy was up to? She couldn’t wait to see her face when Darrington brought her his recommendations to change her system.
She caught herself. Darn it. He wasn’t meant to be like this, all competent and businesslike and friendly. He was meant to be an insensitive jerk who didn’t really care about anything but his own career.
He was…nice, and behaving like one hell of a good boss—if she could trust him. Huh. Like that would ever happen. Tahlia Moran was never going to trust a man.
She wasn’t about to weaken, not when so much depended on her being strong, sensible and in control.
‘So I’m guessing you’ll want to meet to discuss new markets, existing clients and what my team’s ideas are to advertise our services?’
Case Darrington shook his head. ‘Not a priority for me just now,’ he offered casually, and left.
Tahlia stared after him. Not a priority? He didn’t want to know about it? What on earth was wrong with the guy? Didn’t he have any idea what his job was?
She swung to the sink and tipped the rest of her coffee down the drain and rinsed her cup. This was such a stuff-up!
How could he have been put in that position, her position, if he wasn’t going to do what was needed?
She strode to the door, her blood hot, her body tense.
This wasn’t her failure; it was Raquel’s. She was the right person for the job…a mistake had been made. She just had to prove it.
So the new guy thought he was God’s gift to the office with his smooth deep voice, friendly act and dazzling blue eyes? So he enjoyed toying with her and watching her embarrass herself?
So Case Thieving Darrington liked playing games? She could play a few of her own to find out what she needed.
He wouldn’t know what hit him.
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