Absorbing this amount of ‘responsibilities’, Clare needs to check if Heather is what she suspects. As she crosses her legs in a slow provocative manner, Heather inhales and her eyes widen.
“You have great legs as well.”
“Thank you. I wouldn’t think you’d notice?”
Heather’s hand trembles a little as she runs it through her close-cropped hair.
“Oh, I noticed my dear.”
Satisfied her instincts are correct, Clare gets down to business.
“When would you like me to start?”
Gathering her equilibrium, Heather goes behind her desk and taps the keyboard of her computer. The screen lights up and reflects in her eyes.
“Would this coming Thursday at nine a.m. be all right?”
“Yes, that’s fine. I presume as Monday and Tuesday is quiet days, you want me to work over the weekends and have those two
