Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
He laughs and takes the phone from me. “I did. Go on into the conference room, and I’ll be right there.”
I usher Ms. Jones down the hallway, but she keeps looking back at Lucas. Her voice is hushed while fanning herself with her hand. “Uh, well isn’t he a hot one?”
I almost stumble on my feet before catching my bearings. Did she really just say that? “He’s married. Happily married,” I add.
She shrugs. “I can still look.”
I get to the door of the conference room and hold the door open for her. She’s not off to a good start, that’s for sure. I point to a chair and sit down across from her. My tone with her has changed, but I know I need to keep an open mind. “Do you have your resume with you?”
She pulls it from the folder she’s carrying and slides it across the table at me. “I do.”
I scan her qualifications and previous jobs. “Tell me about your last job. What did you do there?”
She straightens in her seat. “Basic administrative tasks.”
I wait for her to continue, and when she doesn’t, I ask her, “Can you elaborate?”
She starts twirling her hair around her finger. “Well, typing. I made appointments. I worked closely with the boss.”
“Do you know how many words you can type a minute?”
She lifts her shoulders as if she’s unsure. “I don’t know. Like twenty-five.”
I look down at the resume to hide my surprise at the low number. “I’m assuming we can call your previous employer for a reference.”
When she doesn’t answer right away, I lift my head to look at her. She starts to nod and then quickly shakes her head side to side. “No, it’s probably not a good idea. His wife works there too, and she wasn’t very happy to find out he was having an affair.”
Shocked, I look at her across the table, trying to read further into what she just said. “An affair?” I don’t say anything else. I’ve learned that people want to talk about themselves, and in interviews you can’t really ask all the questions you want to, but there’s ways to getting answers just by listening.
She nods and juts her chin out. “Yes. I was sleeping with him, but that is over. He decided to stay with his wife.”
Dumbfounded, I sit back in my seat. I don’t even know where to go from here. Before I can say anything, the conference door opens, and instead of Lucas, who I’m expecting, it’s Ford. He smiles when he spots me. “There you are.” He tilts his head to the side with a worried look on his face. “You okay?”
I nod and glance across the table at Ms. Jones before looking at him. “Yes, yes, I’m fine. I’m helping Lucas with an interview. Ms. Jones, this is Ford Blaze. He’s the CEO of Blaze Whiskey.”
She stands up and practically glides around the table to him. She shakes his hand by wrapping both hers around it. Ford takes it all in stride, though. I think he’s used to being hit on by women. I barely resist rolling my eyes. “Do you need me for something?” I ask Ford.
He pulls his hand from Ms. Jones’ and turns away from her. “Yeah. When you’re done, can you stop in my office?”
I nod. “Sure, this shouldn’t take long.”
He nods, waving over his shoulder as Ms. Jones gushes goodbye to him. As soon as the door closes behind him, she’s turning on me. “My God! How do you get any work done around here? I’d be too busy looking at the décor.”
“Décor?” I stutter.
She nods emphatically. “What else would you call it? Lucas is hot, but Ford is Daddy Hot.”
I feel as if my eyes pop out of my head. “Excuse me? Daddy hot?”
Ms. Jones shrugs her shoulders. “Come on, that silver head of hair, deep voice, strong jawline, and those lips.” She starts to fan herself. “He is H-O-T.”
As soon as she sits back down in her chair, Lucas comes in. “Sorry to keep you waiting, ladies. Now—”
I hold Ms. Jones' resume in my hands and cut Lucas off. “It’s okay. The interview is over. Ms. Jones, unfortunately, I don’t think you’ll be a good fit for the company. Thank you for coming in. I’ll be happy to show you out.”
Her mouth drops, and when she closes it, she’s glaring at me. “Mr. Blaze was supposed to interview me, not you.”
Lucas is taken back by my attitude and seems shocked as he looks between me and the other woman. I hold up her resume. “It says here that you worked at Jasper Mountain Coaster from 2020 through 2022. It didn’t open until the end of 2021. You admitted to only typing twenty-five words a minute, and the job description requires more. When I asked about your previous work, you admitted to doing a little typing, scheduling, and having an affair with your boss. You said that you didn’t know how you’d get any work done with all the hot men in the building. Now, while here, you’ve talked inappropriately about Lucas and then called Ford ‘Daddy Hot.’ Unfortunately, I believe you are a lawsuit waiting to happen, and like I said, not a good fit.” I turn to Lucas. “Of course, if you would like to interview her—”