Like now. Who calls a sales meeting this close to the weekend? Who else besides him cares?
But he’s the boss, so I print out a copy of my latest report and hand the papers to Charity Blevins as I pass her desk. Before Evan, I didn’t have to worry about dating any of my employees—I hired pretty women specifically so I wouldn’t be tempted to ask them out. The only problem is the catty attitude that sometimes electrifies the air. Amber’s my secretary and supposed to help out all the sales staff if needed. But she won’t lift a finger to help Charity because she thinks anything she can do, the older saleswoman should be able to do just as well.
Unfortunately, Charity thinks anything that remotely resembles office work is beneath her.
When I set the papers down on Charity’s keyboard, she f
