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She laughed. “What do you know about women’s clothing, Lukie?”
“I know we’ve made our fortune from selling women’s work attire,” he replied. “Not frilly shit like that.”
Amy laughed again before throwing her pencil at him. “Maybe it’s time we branched out in a different direction.”
“The Board would disagree,” he said as he picked up the pencil. “Just because you dress like a hippie at the office doesn’t mean other women want to.”
She studied her long dress and the multiple bead bracelets wrapped around both wrists. “I would have fit in so well at Woodstock, wouldn’t I?”
A grin crossed his face, and she walked toward him and pinched his cheek affectionately. “Do you ever wonder if one of us is adopted? We look nothing alike. You’re so conservative and proper, and I’m…”
“A hippie?” He said.
“Watch it, mister, or I’ll start wearing flowers in my hair and going barefoot in the office,” she teased.
He rolled his eyes. “Do you even want to know what the Board had to say?”
“Nope,” she said as she returned to her sketches. “I assume you’d be much more fired up if they were unhappy.”
“They are pleased with this quarter’s numbers,” he said. “The new line has brought in the highest revenue since last year. They’re open to my idea of expanding internationally. I’ll probably book the Paris trip to meet with the investors.”
Amy shrugged carelessly. “Whatever you want, big brother. I just make the pretty clothes, remember?”
Luke tugged at his tie as there was a knock on the door. It opened, and Maria stuck her head into the opening.
“Amy, is Luke in here… oh, Luke, there you are. I’ve been looking for you.”
“Hi, Maria,” Luke said as Amy waved at the HR administrator.
“Maria, come in and try the bean bag chairs. They’re sinfully comfortable.”
“Thanks, Amy, but I’ve got a meeting in five minutes. Another time, okay?”
“Sure.”
“Luke, you’re meeting with two internal applicants for the PA position tomorrow. Lisa Moore at eight and Jane Smith at eight-thirty. If neither is suitable, we’ll do an external posting.”
“Thanks, Maria.”
“You’re welcome,” Maria replied. She disappeared, closing the door behind her. Amy arched her eyebrow at Luke.
“What?” He asked.
“Why are you getting a new personal assistant? What happened to Elaine?”
“Her mother isn’t doing well, and Elaine is moving to Florida to care for her.”
“That’s a shame. She was your only assistant who didn’t burst into tears regularly.”
“That’s because Elaine was competent,” Luke said.
“Also, she was fifty-three and too old for you to scold her.”
“I don’t scold my employees,” Luke said heatedly.
“Yes, you do.”
“No, I don’t.”
