the woman—shit, I need to find her name—walked her way. Quickly looking at the resume, Mia found it. Cambry Fields. A very lyrical name.
As Cambry approached the secluded table Mia had been able to secure, she studied her. Dull brown hair pulled back from her face in a tight ponytail, absolutely no makeup on her face to speak of, and an ill-fitting, even duller gray pants suit. Mia tried her best not to cringe and reminded herself of this woman’s qualifications.
Be professional, Mia, she admonished herself. Allie really liked this one and said she’d be great for her. Allie usually was spot on.
“Hi, Ms. Devereux?”
Ms. Devereux?
Whoa! Way too formal.
“Mia, please. You’re Cambry?”
“Yes,” she affirmed with a full-on smile that changed her face and charmed Mia. The beautiful smile was unexpected from how Cambry portrayed herself.
“Have a seat,” Mia said, indicating the seat across from her.
Cambry sat down and placed her aged brown leather portfolio on the table.
Mia went over what she expected of the person hired for the position and as she did, Cambry’s resume kept popping up in her mind. This woman fit despite her non-rock world appearance.
“This job is going to be so different than your other job. You would need to be available basically 24/7. Travel at the drop of a hat. No day will be the same.”
“I understand that and that’s what is appealing about it. I didn’t work nine to five before. It was more like six in the morning to nine at night and I never got to do anything—see anything. I did the same thing pretty much every day and then went home only to collapse. I know that this position means more of that exhaustion but it’s all the other stuff that excites me. The travel. Not being in that bland office anymore. Doing different things …” she trailed off.
Oh, my dear, you have no idea what you’re going to see in my world.
This question and answer session continued and Mia got more and more excited by the thought of having Cambry as her assistant. As she answered one of Mia’s questions, a tightening of her abdomen distracted her momentarily.
That was weird.
It didn’t really hurt. Her stomach just felt really tight.
She pushed it out of her head and continued with the interview. Cambry was awesome and without a doubt could handle whatever Mia may throw her way.
“Thank you, Cambry, for your time. I’d like to offer you the job, though I don’t really have specifics. Those are in the hands of my manager. So, if you’re interested, I could have her give you a call.”
“Oh my … really?”
Mia laughed at the woman’s disbelief. “Yeah.”
“I would love that!”
“Awesome! I’m so excited! I have so much work for you,” Mia said with a happy shake of her head.
“I’m ready, Mia. Really.”
Mia smiled at her new PA. This seriously would make life so much easier plus she had a feeling she’d enjoy having Cambry around.
She definitely needed a nickname. Time to think about that.
“See you after the holidays!” Mia said as Cam … Bree … ooh … Bree left the coffee shop. She liked that.
As Mia gathered up her things, the tightening feeling happened again. This time it came with some back pain.
Time to get home and rest. It had been a long day out with all the interviews.
When she stood up, the room seemed like it was spinning. Clutching the table, Mia waited for the dizziness to pass. Definitely overdid it today, she thought. Bed it was for her.
Mia
When Mia got home, she kissed her babies and told Bridgette she needed to lie down. As she’d driven home, her anxiety levels had begun to creep up. She’d pushed herself today, but now she was home and would lay down and relax. Walking to her bed, she shed her clothes and climbed into bed in only her pearl blue bra and panties and passed out.
Urgent kisses along her throat woke her up. Her eyes fluttered open and in the now mostly dark room, she saw the handsome face of her husband with his ever-growing beard. The tickling of that hair along her body gave her such a wonderful sensation. She’d let him keep it for now. Though she did miss his smooth skin, now wasn’t one of those times as his face came into her view.
“Hi, suga,” he said, his lips lightly touching hers.
“Hi. Welcome back,” she answered, wrapping her arms and legs around his body, not wanting him to leave her. No longer did