Where the Girls Are by D. L. King

Author:D. L. King
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2010-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

YOU’RE THE BOSS

Stella Sandberg

Jackie “Jack” McGregg was expected in the boss’s office at Landon Architects. This wasn’t new to her—she’d often had a brief but friendly chitchat with Mr. Landon in his office. What was new this time was that old Mr. Landon had retired and someone else would be waiting for her behind his desk. They’d understood each other, she and Mr. Landon. He’d trusted her and not bothered her about how she should do her job. Before he left he’d said to her: “If it was up to me, I could think of no one better suited to sail this ship than trusty old Jack. But it’s not—the board members have had their say. You just keep on doing your job the way you’ve always done it, and try not to bully your new boss too much, okay?”

God, she missed the old man! Things were going to be different now, very different…. The new head of the company, Miss Landon, was some damn brat straight out of business school, with a head full of those crazy ideas they teach you in that kind of place and no real-life experience to rid her of them. She was a relative of Mr. Landon’s, of course—not daughter, he’d never married, was it niece?—and part owner in the Landon business empire. Clearly money and influence, not merit, had put her in this important position, and Jackie shuddered to think of the consequences for the company.

Purposely she didn’t knock before entering the office. She was expected, after all, and she wanted to show the brat what kind of status old Jackie had in the firm. She noticed that the secretary, who was wisely replaced too and hence not loyal to the old boss, nervously threw herself at the intercom and announced Jackie’s presence. Apparently the new boss had made herself feared already, at least by her secretary….

The office looked just the same: the same view over central London through the panorama window, the same huge and slightly old-fashioned mahogany desk…. The view behind the desk was distinctly different from the elderly gentleman in a well-cut and well-pressed suit, though. Miss Landon looked like a cartoon of a ’50s pinup. Really. She was one of those ridiculously curvaceous women with a waist you could reach around with your hands and a bosom spilling out of her tasteful, charcoal grey suit. Jackie couldn’t see the bum she was sitting on, but she was sure it practically spilled out of her skirt, too. Her hair was a fiery red that might even be her true color, judging from her pale, freckled skin. It was arranged in one of those preposterous coiffures that probably emptied an entire spray can to fix into place. Her eyes were made up like she was on the runway rather than in an office, and her pursed lips were a bold fuchsia that shouldn’t go with her hair but somehow did just because she carried it with such je ne sais quoi.

Despite herself, Jackie was taken aback by the new boss’s glamor.

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