her items from her cubby, along with the photograph of her dog NuNu and some other trinkets there.
Jane was standing at the wet bar so that she wouldn’t be in the way. Jen wouldn’t meet her eyes and Jane took no pleasure in seeing her like this. She was escorted out while everyone quietly watched.
~***~
Every one of Jane’s accounts were locked…which was actually a good thing because that meant that Jen hadn’t been able to access them-- and she made sure to check anything of hers that Jen could have had contact with. She called Tim and explained what had happened. She heard him cursing. He told her to call IT to take the entire computer. She heard him saying to himself that he wouldn’t put anything past her.
“How far are you behind?” There wasn’t a question of if , just how far.
Jane was honest. “I don’t think Jen has done any of the things she said she would.”
“Christ. You’ll need to come into my office and you can work under my account.” After hanging up the phone he realized that he’d said Christ. Wasn’t that considered blasphemy or something? Shit, he’d have to watch his language. Damnit.
He hoped that woman hadn’t compromised any of his clients in an attempt to discredit Jane. If she had then there would be hell to pay and he would press charges to the fullest extent of the law…and he knew of ways to make the fullest extent even fuller!
Jane came in and he quickly printed up some items that he would need to prepare for tomorrow’s partners meeting, and then he got up and gave her his seat. She gave him a shy look.
“Thank you.”
“Just tell me what systems you need and I’ll log in to them.” The two worked quietly together; Jane’s steady typing a comforting backdrop. Tim almost forgot…well it was like Corrine was there. He glanced out the window and saw the rain pouring down. It wasn’t letting up and it was nearly time to leave. He thought about Jane’s shoes squeaking and her taking two buses to get home. That was just ridiculous! She’d be like a drowned rat within minutes of being out in this weather!
“You can finish up tomorrow. Are you ready to go? Because I’m leaving and I can just take you home.”
Her mouth opened and formed a little O. She glanced out the window and her brow went up at the relentless rain. “It’s coming down pretty hard. If it’s no trouble, I’d appreciate it,” was her whispered response.
“Not at all.”
She pressed save and logged out. She stood and stretched, then slipped her stockinged feet into her shoes. Tim hadn’t even realized that she had gotten comfortable enough to take them off. He watched her, barely realizing that he was watching her every move. She was so tall and graceful. The line of her neck was just like a ballerina’s. She didn’t wear a stitch of makeup but her face was perfect; even her dark brown lips didn’t need a bit of red, and her brown eyes were lined in the blackest of lashes, her brow arched perfectly…
Tim blinked and looked away before she caught him staring and thought he was a pervert. “Um…I was going to eat dinner. Feel free to join me.” He looked embarrassed. “You can help me celebrate winning my case.”
“Oh you won!” She exclaimed happily.
“I suppose you can say that, although my client will be spending several years behind bars. Strange victory but it’s what he hired me for. So is that a yes?”
Jane didn’t know how comfortable she would be eating dinner with Tim…but she was his assistant and she had better learn to get comfortable with him quick. They would be working closely together.
“Yes, thank you.” They put on their coats and headed out the office together.
“Where would you like to eat?” He asked once they were in the building’s garage.
Her mouth dropped. “Oh…I wouldn’t know…”
He used his key to disengage the locks on his