“That suit looks good on you Mr. Craig.”
Jason turned to the young woman standing next to him in the elevator. She was one of the company’s secretaries, not one of his though. She was in her early twenties and good-looking. Blonde, blue eyes, soft-looking lips and was dressed in a business suit.
“Thank you, Marie.”
She leaned closer, “don’t take this the wrong way, but you are so darn masculine. It might be the aftershave you are wearing.”
Before Jason had time to answer the elevator stopped and she walked out. He carried on for three more floors and when he got off, he was on the top floor. He walked over to his office and hung his jacket over his chair and sat down, getting ready for a new day. While he waited for the computer to boot up his thoughts drifted back to what Ma
