“How’s everybody?” he asked politely, and a few people responded to him.
But Laine expected he was there for her. “He needs me?” Laine asked.
“You? No. But he wants to seeher.” He pointed at Frankie.
Laine was surprised. “Frankie?”
“That’s right.
“Why would he want to see Frankie?”
“Why would he share that information with me?” the aide shot back.
Laine looked at Frankie. She’d heard the rumors, too, but she and Frankie had never spoken about them. She was hoping they weren’t true. But Frankie just kept on working.
“Frankie, you heard him?” Laine asked her.
“I heard him.”
“Mr. Marris wants to see you.”
“Not right now,” Frankie said. “I need to finish this.”
Others in the office looked at her. Laine and Robert’s assistant were floored.
Laine even frowned. “What are you talking about? You finish this after you go see what the boss wants.”
“I’m not going until I finish this,” Frankie said firmly. “If you want to fire me for doing my job, then go right ahead. But I’ve got work to do and I’m going to get it done.”
She was protesting too much and Laine could see the anguish in her eyes. Which made Laine know that the rumors were certainly true, she did sleep with Robert on his plane. But she also saw that Frankie was determined to never become one of his “ladies.”
But it was risky. Robert didn’t allow insubordination of any kind. But Jerry told her he believed Robert really liked her. That “like” was about to be put to the test.
But she needed to warn her. She leaned toward Frankie. “If you disobey his order, he’s going to be pissed.”
“That’s his problem,” said Frankie. “I’ve got work to do.”
“Sure you want to take that risk?”
It couldn’t be any worse than the risk she already took by sleeping with him! “I’m not taking a risk. I’m doing my job,” Frankie responded.
Laine looked at the assistant. “You heard the lady,” Laine said. “She’s busy.”
Others in that office, and the assistant especially, could hardly believe it. But what could he do? Drag her to Mr. Marris’s office? He left.
But less than five minutes later, when Frankie thought the problem had been successfully abated, Robert Marris himself was walking into their office space. And he didn’t look none too happy for having to do it either.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Everybody in the recruiting office were looking at him as he walked over to Frankie. Frankie and Laine, just as shocked as everybody else, were looking too.
But Robert wasn’t there for a show. He wasn’t going to mince words with her. As soon as he walked up to the table, staring unblinkingly at Frankie, he was quick about it. “Let’s go,” he said bluntly, and then began leaving the office without looking back.
Everybody looked at Frankie. Laine wondered if she would continue her little mutiny. But Frankie knew she was just ordered by the boss himself to follow him, and it wasn’t the same as telling his aide to get lost. She didn’t have any other job offers on the horizon, although she’d been searching for two weeks. She needed her job to survive. And although she hated herself for doing so, she had be practical. Who was going to take care of her if she lost that job? Who was going to pay her rent? She got up and followed him.
Why he was doing all of this was the mystery to her. Didn’t he have binders filled with women he could have sex with? Why was he still bothering her? Didn’t he realize he was wasting his time?
Apparently not, she thought, as he made his way around corridor after corridor until they were walking into an office three-times the size of the entire recruiting department. And it was the office of just one man. The owner. Which reminded her just who she was playing fire with.