Stay With Me Tonight: A Drake Brothers Series (PART 1) by Whitney D. Read Free Book Online

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                  “Okay, thank you.”
                  I took the elevator to the seventh floor, turned left, and went down to the end.  When I got to the office, the door was shut.  There was a placard on it that read in fancy masculine writing Turner Drake, Vice President.   I knocked three times on the door.
                  “Come in.”
                  I walked in and Turner Drake was standing in a navy blue suit facing out his window.  His hands were planted in his pockets.
                  “Hello, Mr. Drake, I'm...”
                  “Yes I know, Miss Conrad,” he interrupted.
                  Just as he finished his sentence, he turned around to greet me.
                  My breath hitched.  He. Was. Gorgeous.
                  He couldn't have been more than thirty years old.  He had light brown hair that was cut short.  He was tall, muscular, and tan.  His eyes were hazel with tiny flecks of green and when he smiled at me, the smile went all the way to his eyes.  That was the best kind of smile a person could have.  He walked around his desk and extended his hand to shake mine. 
                  His handshake was firm and I liked that.  Most men who shook my hand gripped it like it was a limp spaghetti noodle.  Like I was a delicate flower that they would break if they grasped my hand with any kind of firmness.
                  “It's nice to meet you Mr. Drake.”
                  “The pleasure is certainly mine.  Please, take a seat,” he motioned to the leather chairs in front of his desk.
                  I sat, crossed my legs at the ankle and smoothed my skirt.  I folded my hands in my lap.  Mr. Drake took his seat behind his desk.  I took a moment to study him.  Something about him was vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite figure out what it was.  Perhaps we'd seen each other around town.  I wasn't really sure, but I was excited more now than ever about the prospect of working for Drake Dynamics because this guy was HOT!
                  “So Miss Conrad, tell me about yourself,” he started.
                  “Please, call me Kate,” I smiled.
                  “Okay, Kate.  In that case, please call me Turner.  Mr. Drake makes me feel like an old man and I am certain there is less than a decade separating us in age.”
                  “Okay Turner.  Well I have my bachelor's degree in Finance from the University of South Carolina and just this past spring I graduated from Yale with my masters degree in Economics.  I don't have any real work experience since graduation, but I'm smart and I'm a quick learner.  I also did my most recent internship at Marriott  where I worked in their corporate office in Bethesda for 8 weeks last summer.  I can guarantee you that if you give me a chance you will not be disappointed.”
                  “Is that so?  Would it shock you to know that if I offered you this job, that the control of half a billion dollars would be in your hands?”
                  I took a moment to collect my thoughts before responding.
                  “No sir, I pay strong attention to detail, I'm a hard worker, and I have no bad habits because I have never held a job like this one.  So you can mold me into exactly the person you want...” I trailed on.
                  He raised an eyebrow at me and gave a faint grin.
                  “...Exactly the person you want, for this job I mean.”  I looked down at the floor awkwardly.
                  “Kate, you know... this usually is not my style, but,” he paused.
                  “I am going to offer you this job.  You intrigue me.  I am anxious to see what you can bring to our organization.  When can you