Boss Next Door by Beverly Evans

Author:Beverly Evans [Evans, Beverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Chloe

“What in the hell am I doing?”

My reflection in the mirror doesn’t answer me, leaving me without any clue why I’m actually going through with this. I smooth out my skirt and pull the matching black jacket over a red blouse. I turn to the left and then to the right, trying to see myself from every conceivable angle as the butterflies swarm in my belly.

I can still back out. I don’t have to do this. I mean, if I decide to not show up, nothing changes about my current situation. I can still send out my resume, still contact Ms. Walsh or any other recruiters I can find – I can still find a job like I’d been planning to do. Probably. More than likely.

Of course, finding another job as an architect might be difficult. I have a passion for design and would love to finally be able to put my education to use. But I’ve perused some of the job listings for architects, and most of the firms require a minimum of two years of practical experience – which I obviously don’t have. The best-case scenario if I turn Braxton’s offer down is that I’ll spend at least a year – but probably more – fetching coffee and returning correspondence before I even get a shot at a design team. But if I take Braxton up on his offer, I’ll be on a design team immediately.

The only problem, of course, is that I’ll be working with Braxton. I could tell by the look in his eye that he still has feelings for me. He’s never been very good at masking his emotions from me, and I’ve always been able to read him. I worry that he thinks this job will lead to something romantic between us. That is not going to happen. It can’t.

And that’s what I need to make sure he understands – that if I’m going to work for him, it’s going to be a professional relationship and nothing more than that. Ever. I take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror one more time and give myself a short nod, satisfied. I look good. Professional. A kick-ass, take no shit kind of woman.

“I got this. I got this,” I tell myself in the mirror.

My stomach churning wildly, I head downstairs. Thankfully, my mom has chosen to sleep in this morning, so I won’t have to deal with her this morning. I’m stressed out enough as it is. I think about eating something, but considering my stomach is churning so hard, I don’t want to risk getting sick to my stomach, so I settle for a glass of orange juice and a protein bar.

After finishing my breakfast, such as it was, I steel myself as best as I can and head out, as ready for this as I can be.

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