Taylor Lewis dreams of finding her spot in corporate America. Taking a leap, she applies for an executive position at the company where she got her start. When passed over for an outsider, Taylor refuses to give up easily, vowing to prove the job should have been hers.
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Propping myself against the wall, I cross my arms and cross my feet at the ankles, making myself comfortable as I wait. At the sound of the door unlatching I look at the floor, not wanting to seem intrusive.
Two high heels step out into my line of vision. Slowly, I bring my eyes up from the carpet, taking in the toned calves, followed by a tight black skirt encasing hips with a slight curve, leading to a tucked-in royal blue shirt covering a chest that could only be described as a nice handful, framed by soft blond curls. Finally I make it to a face with creamy white skin, lips covered in erotic-looking red, and the most stunning sapphire-blue eyes I’ve ever seen. By her pursed lips and raised brow, I know I’ve been caught staring. Not that I would have been able to hide it—she’s striking, and my eyes are stuck like a moth to a flame. Gawking probably isn’t the best impression for me to make, but hell this girl—no, woman—is beautiful. Tipping one side of her mouth up, she gives me a knowing grin then passes me without a word. Like a magnet, my eyes follow until she rounds the corner and is out of my sight.
The sound of my name, coming from Miranda, snaps my attention back to the door the beauty walked out of.
“Reid, I didn’t expect to see you standing out here. I’m assuming you finished all your paperwork?” she asks, taking a couple of steps toward me.
“Yeah, it’s all set. I gave the folder to Brian.”
“Great. Ah, well, then let’s introduce you to the crew.”
Miranda moves down the same hall the gorgeous blonde just took, and I follow. Passing two rows of cubicles, we enter what looks to be the common area, and it’s already lined with employees. I take a minute to look at the faces around the circle, but I stop when I reach the space directly across from me. The blonde is standing next to a brunette with wild hair and a crazy style. The same knowing smirk is on her face, and for some reason, I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from it.