The Tycoon's Baby Revelation - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,7

is happening. We’ll work remotely until this office space is built, but you’ll need to keep me informed of all of your tasks.” He turned to look at her and Sloane realized that she was still standing near the entryway. “Are you scared yet?”

Terrified! But she didn’t say that to him. “Not even a little,” she replied, her shoulders pulling back unconsciously.

His sharp gaze bored into hers and she wondered what he saw in her. He was hiring her? But…why? She didn’t type fast enough, didn’t know dictation, had been outrageously outspoken during the interview and…he still wanted to hire her? He didn’t move for a long moment, just…looked at her, as if he could see into her soul. But surely he couldn’t see her terror.

Could he?

“Fine. You’re not scared. Tell me when you are and we’ll go from there.” He turned and started walking again and Sloane hurried after him. He kept talking, listing tasks. Sloane hadn’t thought to bring a notebook, so she pulled out the cell phone that she and her sisters shared, quickly typing in notes through the e-mail app.

“Got all that?” he asked, stepping through a doorway and she realized that this was a big office with a window out to the back of the building. She glanced around, barely taking anything in.

“Yes. Got it,” she said and finished typing before looking up at him. “What else?”

He chuckled and there was something warm and amazing about that sound. She didn’t have time to analyze it because he continued with more instructions.

“This will be your office and mine is in here,” he said, walking through another door she hadn’t realized was there. “It will be your job to protect me from whoever tries to get through to me without an appointment and the annoying swarms that will try and get ‘just five minutes’ of my time.” He named a salary that made her gasp. “Believe me, you’ll earn every penny of it,” he replied. “And your salary will increase as you prove your value to me. Any questions before I go?”

Sloane looked up at him, trying to absorb everything he’d just said. “Um…” she looked around. “Computer?” she asked, feeling pathetic because she and her sisters didn’t even have a computer. She used the one at the county library while Rayne and Pepper made do with the school computers.

“Order one,” he snapped, his dark eyebrows lowering with impatience. “That’s your job, Sloane. If you need something, you order it. If I need something, you order it faster.”

His curt, impatient responses made her heart pound with fear that she’d already messed up and she’d only been on the job for…she glanced down at her watch, startled to realize that she’d been here for only five minutes and he’d already given her enough work for the next ten months!

She wouldn’t lose this job! The salary alone could get them out of that horrible homeless shelter! She wanted a place with a door and locks, a place where she and her sisters could sleep and not fear that they would be robbed or assaulted. She couldn’t lose this job!

“Fine. I’ll start in two weeks. I need to give notice at my…”

He didn’t roll his eyes at that response, but she could tell that he wanted to. “You work at a fast food restaurant, Sloane. It’s not like your boss is the respectable kind of man you owe anything to. You’ll start today or you don’t start at all.”

With that, he grabbed a jacket that had been laid over a metal chair and left the building, leaving Sloane dumbfounded.

He didn’t say goodbye or even tell her how she was supposed to start! What in the hell was she supposed to do? She couldn’t afford to buy a computer! She had no resources of her own. If she had a credit card, she’d go out and buy one and just pay it off over time but…!

That’s when she spotted the folder on the other metal chair in the corner. She hadn’t seen it…or anything really…while he was there because he was such a forceful person. But now that she was alone, she could breathe more easily. In in the folder, there was a credit card…with her name on it! Her name and the name of his company. Starke Enterprises. Huh! She flipped it over, wondering if there was a limit on the card. Also in the folder were the employment forms, tax forms and what looked like a legal document. As