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I wondered how confusing that was in this office. How many Mr. Wrights worked here? At least Morgan probably got Ms. Wright, like the badass she was.
“He’ll see you now,” the assistant said. He gestured to the door. “Go on inside.”
“Thank you.”
I took a deep breath and then walked inside. No matter that Jordan and I had been drinking beer lakeside together yesterday, today, he was my boss.
“Eve,” Jordan said, looking up from his desk. “Come in. Have a seat.”
I straightened out my pencil skirt and dropped into a seat in front of him.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and direct-deposited the last payment into your account. I thought it’d be easier than a paper check. It should clear this afternoon.”
“Oh,” I said slowly. I’d thought I was here to pick up that check. What did he want to have this meeting for if not to hand over my money?
“You’re probably wondering why I called you here today.”
“I was actually.”
Jordan leaned forward, opening his hands palm up in welcome. “I want to offer you a job.”
I blinked. “Come again?”
“Our previous commercial agent left for a spot in Dallas with her wife, who just got into medical residency. We have a spot that I’m supposed to put on the market this afternoon. According to Morgan, I was supposed to do it two weeks ago, and she asked why I was dragging my feet.”
“Why…are you dragging your feet?” I asked, as if I couldn’t quite comprehend the words coming out of his mouth.
“Because I want you to take the position,” he said simply. “You did excellent work in Midland. Malcolm King is a hard man to impress, and he said he liked you. In fact, he said, in the future, I should send you down for their needs, which leaves me in a position where I need you.”
I opened my mouth and closed it. Was he for real?
Jordan paused, judging my reaction. “It’s a competitive salary, but I’m open for negotiations if you want more.”
He pushed a sheet of paper toward me. When I saw the figure printed on the paper, I thought I might pass out. I hadn’t seen money like this…ever.
My eyes flicked up to his. “You can go higher than this?”
He grinned. “If you want the job, I bet I can get another ten grand out of Morgan.”
I just barely managed to keep my jaw from dropping. “Wow.”
“So…do you want it?”
“Jordan, yes,” I said, my hand shaking as I set the paper back on the desk. “This is incredible! Thank you so much for thinking of me.”
“Oh good! You had me worried for a minute when you went silent.”
I laughed. “You’re never worried.”
“You forget I’m married to Annie. That woman keeps me on my toes.”
“At least someone does.”
“Fair.” He stood and held his hand out. “Welcome to the team.”
I shook his hand. “Happy to be here.”
Jordan filled me in on all the details while I listened in utter shock. I had a mountain of paperwork to fill out, and I’d start as soon as it was all filed. He even offered to show me my office, which had been vacated by the previous owner two weeks earlier.