Mary breezed into So Inked a good twenty minutes ahead of schedule and stopped short of walking into a wall of men.That was today.
She groaned and side-stepped around the three men too busy talking shop and a big game. Hopefully one of these guys was both talented and laid back. Kellie might have talked her into interviewing a few candidates, but Mary didn’t have to like them.
She was being a bitch and she knew it.
Mary dumped her bag at her station, then strolled back into the office.
“There you are!” Kellie jumped up from behind her desk. “I thought you were going to be here an hour ago.”
“Then you should have told me you wanted me here early.” Mary peered at Kellie. “Something up?”
Kellie glanced away. It wasn’t like her to be anything but up-front and balls to the wall.
“Hey.” Mary crossed to her friend’s desk and leaned against it. “What’s up?”
“Quinn hurt his back.” Kellie pushed her hair back and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Oh no. Is he okay?” Mary was aware of Kellie’s long-term boyfriend’s old injury. He didn’t hide it, even if he wasn’t fond of talking about it.
“He’s taking it easy today.”
“Do you need to go home?” Mary dreaded that question. Pandora’s pregnancy had her bedridden and Autumn was out for a few weeks on a scheduled trip. If Kellie went home…and Carly wouldn’t be in for hours…crap. Mary would have to do all these interviews and handle clients on her own. Great.
“No, I can’t leave you here by yourself.” Kellie frowned.
“You stay until Carly gets here and then you’re gone. Got it.” Mary jabbed her finger at Kellie.
“Fine.” Kellie rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up.
They were family. And family looked after each other.
Mary sucked in a deep breath. Now she had to go scrutinize a bunch of dudes and find at least one that was worthy of joining their family.
“Who do we have?” she asked.
Kellie glanced at the door, picked up a couple sheets of paper with pictures stapled to them and pitched her voice lower, “These two—no. But this guy? I want to talk to him last, because I have a good feeling about him.”
Mary took the resumes and looked at each one in turn. The first two…no. There was something about the way they stared out of the pictures and how they’d completely ignored her coming in that ruled them out immediately. So Inked was personable, friendly and they didn’t have room for a couple of guys who couldn’t get over themselves.
The third… He was too pretty. Bright blue eyes. Strong, square jaw. The female clients would go crazy over him. The real test would be talking to him.
“Okay, let’s do it.” Mary handed the resumes back and mentally prepared herself for the next couple of hours. She wasn’t going to welcome just anyone into her home. He’d have to be special. Like them.
Haven’t read the So Inked series?
Under His Skin: Amazon US | iBooks | Nook | Kobo
The Harder He Falls: Amazon US | iBooks | Nook | Kobo
His Marriage Bargain: Amazon US | iBooks | Nook | Kobo