Dr. O's Baby by Layla Valentine

Author:Layla Valentine [Valentine, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Carmen

“Carmen, do you have those reports ready?”

“Not yet, I need at least an hour.”

“You’ve had an hour.”

“Okay, I need a total of two hours. If you want it sooner, maybe assign it to me sooner.”

“I gave it to you as soon as I got it. I swear.”

“Then you’ll get it as soon as I have it.”

“Okay, but pick up the pace, would you?”

“Yes, Paul,” I said sharply.

Jeez, if you want me to go faster maybe try not harassing me? I glowered at my screen as my fingers flew over the keys. We had acquired a new client; several new clients, in fact. An entire medical complex had decided to fire their current record clerks and had transferred all of their accounts to us, which meant that the very second I had completed the last massive project, there was a whole new one to start on.

On top of that, the air conditioner was broken, and the summer was getting hotter. In the month or so since I’d been with Nick, the temperature had skyrocketed, and it was affecting me more than it ever had before. Record-breaking temperatures aside, I was usually better at managing my internal thermostat.

“Carmen! What are you working on right now?” John popped his head around the corner of my cubicle, apparently oblivious to the stack of file boxes behind me.

“Running up a discrepancy report for the archived files from the new account,” I told him without breaking my concentration.

“Great, that’s great, but I’m going to need you to put a pin in that and come help team B sort and file the podiatry patient records.”

“Paul said he needs this right away,” I said, still focused.

“Yes, but—”

Sighing heavily, I finally turned away from the computer and met his eyes. “Look, John. I understand that you have your priorities and Paul has his. My priority, however, is to avoid being the rope in a tug of war between you two. Go sort it out with him and then tell me what to do, because if I leave my desk before this is finished, he’s going to rain fire and brimstone down on my head.”

“I am Paul’s supervisor. My word trumps his.”

“Then there’s no reason why you can’t tell him that.”

John opened his mouth to speak then closed it again, turning a deep shade of crimson. He spun on his heel and stalked away, and I turned back to my work. Six weeks of this was enough to make me consider changing my career trajectory. Still, I worked a little bit faster; the sooner I handled this, the sooner I would be free to receive direction from whoever happened to get to me first.

John stalked past my desk once more, heading back to his office with a glare plastered on his face. Paul followed a few steps behind, smiling smugly. I slid headphones on and turned my music up; let them talk to my back. I was going to finish this godforsaken report one way or another.

We all left the office around seven.

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