I grabbed my notebook and a pen and knocked before I entered his office.
When I entered, Kyle was already pouring over reports at his desk. He looked up as I entered.
“Close the door.” I closed the door shut behind me. “Sit.” I took one of the chairs in front of his desk. “I have five applicants for the content creator position. I need you to pick one.” Kyle slid the folder across the desk toward me.
“Me,” I placed my hand on my chest. “I’m picking?”
“Yes, they can start next week.”
“What about HR?”
“What about them?”
“I don’t know.” I was just confused.
“These prospects are from HR. The background checks have been taken care of. I received the applicants from HR so that I could make a final decision. I’ve never worked in a recruiter position. You have. I trust your judgment in this situation.”
“I’m going to need time to look over the applicants. I don’t want to make the wrong decision.”
“The quicker you pick someone, the faster they can start. Less work for you.”
“How are the preparations for the launch going?”
“Everything is on track.”
There was silence that traveled across his desk and seemed to last longer than normal.
“Mr. Caldwell, why didn’t you come to work yesterday?”
“I don’t want to say.”
“Why not?”
“I can tell you later. I was thinking maybe we could go out to dinner tonight. And talk about the product launch on Friday because I missed Monday.”
“Dinner?” I was really acting slow.
“Yes, a business dinner.”
“Tonight?”
“Yes, tonight. Are you afraid?” He asked.
“Why would I be afraid?”
“I have a reputation.” Did he?
“Everyone does. Why would I be afraid of dinner? It’s just business, right?”
“It’s whatever you want it to be.”
I was getting carried away, gazing into his eyes, when Wesley barging into Kyle’s office interrupted us.
“Hey bro and Aerica, Ms. America.” Wesley blurted.
“What do you want?” Kyle’s demeanor changed.
“I came in here to see what you were up to.”