Millionaire Romance: In Love With My Personal Assistant - A Contemporary Romance (Millionaire Romance, Contemporary Romance, Comedy Romance Book 2) by Audrey Tolhouse Read Free Book Online Page A

Office suite! They’d need to know how to operate a telephone line and they needed to sound attractive and attentive on the phone.
    They needed a good phone for receiving emails and intercepting important calls when they were out of the office. Someone who could summarize messages without repeating the whole thing verbatim who could learn how to rate the priority of incoming messages with time (but hopefully not more than two weeks’ time).
    Also, and this was huge, they needed to have nothing important going on in their life, and nothing likely to be happening within the next six to twelve months. Something like that was reasonable, right? No pregnant chicks, engaged folks, starry-eyed brunettes or blondes. Actually, that last part could be something blanket that applied to whoever filed for the position.
    There had been a sprinkle of men that had applied for the position, but only two of them answered the call. One wasn’t interested in the position after more information was given, which Jennifer didn’t understand why they had even applied to the job to begin with, and the other was suddenly no longer available to accept new work. It had only been a week since the ad went live on LinkedIn and a few job boards, but still, the results were overwhelming.
    To help her narrow down the list of applicants, anyone who didn’t answer on the second call was simply removed from consideration. Anyone who had more than two years’ worth of experienced wasn’t called. Answering phones and making appointments wasn’t an expert ability. The last thing she wanted to do was have someone demand pay for this simple job. James was offering a generous $16.50 per hour for the job and in Chicago, that could really go far with a roommate, metro rides, and walking.
    Her last call marked the first round of telephone interviews. Some she ended early, already knowing they weren’t going to make the cut, but by the looks of it, she had managed to hack her huge list down to ten potential people.
    She was only going to request about four for an interview within the office, and then perhaps if another run was needed to determine a harsh tie, she’d meet them somewhere for dinner. At this stage, she didn’t have the time to play nice. James said he wanted someone picked before the end of the week. That meant they needed to be able to start as soon as possible.
    Jennifer stood from her desk and stretched. She was surprised at the yawn that tumbled out of her body. Her morning cup of coffee was keeping her light and on her toes, but after a glance at the time, she knew she’d need to stop and eat if she was going to remain alert.
    Pushing back from the desk, Jennifer thought vaguely about Andrew. She was sure he would have landed in Colorado by now. Would it be strictly business while he was there? She wondered if he would take a break to head back to Manitou Springs. “I’ll be back Wednesday for lunch … ”
    She remembered that clearly and wondered if that was a good thing. On the surface, she wanted to say ‘absolutely!’ it was a good thing. What man flies back across several states to stop in for lunch?
    Well, millionaires did, apparently. She told herself that to them, it really wasn’t outside the realm of possibility. With normal men, something like that would be beyond crazy. Regular men just didn’t do that type of thing. However, with millionaires, their whole world was different. They didn’t live in the same realities. Still, even for a millionaire, flying into town just for her meant something huge right?
    Jennifer took a deep breath and reached for the clipboard she had been using to keep her notes. She ran back through the list of ten that she had already selected. Each had a good possibility of getting job. They seemed like people that could start as soon as she gave them the “go ahead”.
    As she clawed her way back through the list, thoughts of Andrew worked their way into her mind. She thought of the last two weeks.