Page 7 of Blind Date with the Boss

Her stomach tied itself into yet another knot as answered. ‘Hello? Sally speaking.’

‘Hi, Sally. It’s Janet Keaton from Blackcorp.’

A blast of heat exploded in Sally’s chest, like a small bomb, sending flashes over her arms and up her neck.

‘Janet,’ she squeaked. Good grief, what was the matter with her? She’d never felt this nervous aboutanything. ‘How – how are you?’

‘Very well, thank you, Sally. And I have some good news.’

‘Y-you do?’

‘I’d like to offer you our front desk position.’

Normally quite good at filling awkward silences, Sally was suddenly too shaken and surprised to utter a single syllable.

‘I assume you’re still interested?’ Janet eventually inquired.

‘Oh, yes,’ Sally managed at last. ‘I’m very interested. It’s fantastic news. I’m thrilled.’

Stunnedwould be a better word, but somehow she was able to listen carefully while Janet explained about her starting salary and details like superannuation and staff induction. She set her phone down in a daze.

‘Have you had bad news?’ Anna asked.

‘No, on the contrary.’ Sally gave a shaky laugh. ‘I’ve got a job.’

‘Really? That’s wonderful. I hadn’t even realised you’d applied for one.’

Sally grinned. ‘It’s with Blackcorp.’

‘Blackcorp? Wow! They’re from the big end of town. When did all this happen?’

‘I had the interview yesterday.’

Anna’s eyes widened. ‘But you were minding Rose yesterday.’

‘I know.’ Sally suppressed a strange urge to giggle. ‘Amazing, isn’t it? They couldn’t change my appointment, so they let me take Rose with me. I hope you don’t mind.’

‘Of course I don’t mind. I trust you to look after my little sweetheart.’ Anna gave her daughter a proud motherly pat. ‘She must have been very well behaved.’

‘She was… quiet as a mouse,’ Sally assured her, truthfully.

CHAPTER FOUR

SALLY started work at Blackcorp on the following Monday morning and by lunch time she knew she was going to love it. Most of the employees were very friendly and many of them stopped at her desk to say hello and to introduce themselves before continuing on through the security doors.

The switchboard was modern, simple and efficient to operate, with a computer list of staff that was easy to access and connect. After the first few calls, Sally began to feel some of the initial stress leave her.

Logan Black strode in, briefcase in one hand, phone in the other, all clean cut and drop dead handsome. He almost ignored her, but then he turned abruptly and stared at her with a puzzled frown. Sally wished her throat didn’t feel so dry.

For rather longer than was necessary, her boss’s gaze settled on her. To Sally’s surprise, his frown melted and an unguarded light flared in his eyes, the beginnings of warmth and the promise of a smile… an exceptionally gorgeous smile she suspected. She feared her legs might give way.

But the reckless moment was over in a flash and Logan Black quickly recovered. His frown returned, he gave her a curt nod, and said, ‘Morning, Miss Sparrow.’ And he kept walking.

Miss Sparrow?

Sally opened her mouth to remind her employer, ever so politely, that her name wasFinch.But she remembered her newresolution to be more circumspect, so she swallowed her pride, lifted her chin and smiled warmly, as she offered a cheery, ‘Good morning, Mr. Black.’

He’d already passed her and she was speaking to his back.

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