Page 4 of Bear Boss's Mate
The meeting lasted almost an hour, and Marcy learned what tasks needed to be done as soon as possible.
By the end, she told herself she was there to work and needed to remain professional.
No more drooling over the boss.
No matter how much she was drawn to him.
As the meeting wrapped up, Bern stood and turned to face her. “Let’s do those introductions I mentioned earlier, then I’ll show you to your new office.”
“Great.” She smiled as she picked up her paper and pen.
She saw the nasty blond woman stroll over to Austin. Marcy could hear her whispering something to him but couldn’t make out what it was, nor his response. She did notice him narrowing his eyes at the woman before turning away from her.
Marcy hurried out of the room, feeling embarrassed at the very thought of someone like Austin taking any notice of her.
That kind of man only dated beautiful models.
Not plus-sized, five-foot-five inch, twenty-nine-year-old accountants.
AFTER INTRODUCING MARCYto the staff members that weren’t at the meeting, Bern showed her to her new office.
The room had a large window to let in natural light. This was something she had never had at her old job. The air in the office smelled fresh and clean. Another big change from her last job at Boyd and Harvey.
Best of all, she wouldn’t be locked away in some stuffy cubicle all day. Even her chair was top of the line in terms of comfort. Her new office was amazing.
After a short briefing by Bern and her new assistant, Darla, she settled down to get some work done. Happy to distract herself with something she enjoyed.
The morning flew by as Marcy did her best to catch up on the backlog of work that needed to be done. She found herself saying another silent thank you to the fates that aligned to make this opportunity possible.
A fresh start was what she needed, and this job was the perfect thing to give her that. So far, all things considered, the job was looking better than ever. So long as she avoided Austin, she could maintain her cool and keep her job.
There was a knock at her door, bringing her awareness back to the present. “Come in.”
“Hi. Sorry to interrupt,” Darla said from the doorway. She was a sweet, middle-aged woman with a gentle demeanor. Marcy had only just met her, but liked her right away. “It’s fine,” she said, noticing that Darla was carrying a bouquet.
Her stomach soured.Oh No.
Darla’s voice was cheerful as Marcy kept her eyes on the flowers, her lips pressed into a thin line. A foreboding feeling washed over her, extinguishing any joy she’d managed to feel that day.
“These came for you.” Darla stepped inside the office.
Marcy rose from her seat and moved to take the flowers from Darla with trembling hands. She thanked her assistant, who looked bewildered as she left the office.
Marcy searched for a card and found one tucked in with the flowers. It read:Marcy, Congratulations on the new job. Mick.
She put her hand to her mouth, dropping the flowers onto the floor. Shaking her head, she ran out of the office toward the toilets. Several faces turned to watch her run by before returning to their jobs.
She pushed open the nearest stall and leaned over the toilet. Tears filled her eyes, and she began to sob. Marcy waited for the waves of stress-induced nausea to subside.
Once her stomach began to settle down, she stood at the sink washing her hands. Meanwhile, the mirror revealed pale skin and puffy red eyes. She splashed some water on her face.So much for a great first day of work.
She smoothed her hair and wiped her eyes.
She ended her friendship with Mick more than a month ago, but his obsession with her only worsened. He was stalking her. The flowers were his way of telling her he knew where she was working.
He was taunting her.
Letting out a huge sigh, she stepped back from the sink and straightened her dress. Leaving the washroom, she marched down the hall. Marcy kept her head down with her gaze toward the floor, hoping people wouldn’t notice that she’d been crying.
