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“I'm guilty of the same thing Mr. Sinclair. I love you! I'm working in Harmon’s wing…is that close to yours?”
Trey replied. “Harmon’s wing is at opposite corner. I'll be over there later for a settlement conference. I look forward to ogling you then. I know you'll make me hard?”
Blushing, I texted him back.
“Mr. Sinclair, ‘sexting’ at work is not appropriate! I look forward to seeing your hardness. I know you'll make me wet?”
Leah returned just as I'd finished sorting the mail and highlighting the case numbers on the correspondence. “Thank you, Tylar,” she said appreciatively. “Now you and I have to prep the conference room for the settlement conference. There will be six attorneys total: three from here and three from the firm of Littleton, Dexter, and Klein out of Houston. Oh, and Barry will be there observing, so that makes a total of seven people.”
Leah and I went back and forth between the kitchen and conference room carrying coffee carafes, pitchers of water, and an ice bucket filled with ice. There was a credenza against the back wall where we arranged it all. Once everything was laid out on the credenza, Leah asked me to make sure that I placed seven legal tablets and pens on the conference room table.
“How will we know if they run out of water or coffee?”
“Don’t worry; none of them are shy about asking.”
I followed Leah back to her desk where she opened one of her drawers and pulled out a stack of menus. “They are having a working lunch, so put one of these at each of the places on the table. We need to have them filled out as soon as they get here so that you can call and place the lunch order,” she advised. I nodded and started around the corner. When I finished that task, I set to work on the lunch order spreadsheet.
Just then I heard Trey clear his throat in the hallway. “Good morning Ms. Preston.” His eyes fell on mine.
“Good morning Mr. Sinclair,” I replied, “The conference room is ready.”
I stood up; Trey scanned me from head to toe, his eyes smoldered. I didn’t get a chance to say anything further to him as the phone on Leah’s desk rang and I reached for it. I winked at him and Trey disappeared around the corner to the conference room. It was Debbie calling to say that the three attorneys from Littleton, Dexter, and Klein were in reception. Leah hadn’t returned from her errand so I told Debbie I'd be right there. Luckily, I found my way in the maze of cubicles to reception and introduced myself to the three gentlemen, all of whom were wearing Stetson cowboy hats. They politely removed them, placing them against their chests as I greeted them.
“If you gentlemen would please follow me, the attorneys are awaiting your arrival in the conference room.”
“Anywhere, darlin,” one of them said in his Texas drawl, “you lead the way and we’ll follow you anywhere.” I was glad that they were behind me and couldn’t see me rolling my eyes. I led them to the conference room standing inside the doorway, as they filed in once again removing their hats as they passed me.
“Thank you, little darlin” one said, nudging his partner, “they sure don’t grow ‘em like that in Texas, huh Del?” He winked at me then turned his attention back to three of the attorneys from Pierce, Harmon, Richardson & Sinclair, one of whom was glaring angrily at the flirtatious Texan. I flushed, turning to exit and passing Leah outside of the conference room.
“Tylar, are you okay?” she asked, seeing my flushed face. I nodded. “Did you get their lunch orders?” she asked. Damn. I'd forgotten. I didn’t want to go back in there with Trey and the cocky cowboy lawyers from Houston. Leah read my reaction and saw that I was uncomfortable.
“That’s all right, I have to give Mr. Harmon a message before they start, and I can do it.”
“Watch out for those Texans,” I warned her in a whisper.
A few minutes later Leah returned to our office area shaking her head as she set the stack of filled out lunch orders on my desk. “Boy you were right about that,” she said, “they're something else, aren’t they?”
I laughed eyes wide and nodding.
“The partners will have their work cut out for them today trying to keep those three good ‘ole boys on track. Sinclair looks like he’s ready to kill one of them already.”
Oh geez, Trey let it go.
Leah had instructed me to fill in the spreadsheet already set up on a fax form for their lunch order. I started inputting the data and stopped when I got to Trey’s order. He'd requested a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a smiley face drawn next to it. I chuckled.
“What?” Leah asked looking over.
“Oh, uh…Mr. Sinclair ordered a peanut butter and jelly sandwich,” I said. “I can’t imagine one of the partners eating a P.B. & J.”
“Mr. Sinclair is the youngest attorney ever to make partner here,” she said, “let aloneseniorpartner. He'll certainly make a great catch for some lucky girl.”
I finished with the lunch order and faxed it over, requesting delivery at 1 p.m. as instructed. Just to be safe, I called the deli 10 minutes later to make sure that they received the order and instructed them the P.B. & J requiredstrawberryjelly.
Leah told me to take my lunch from 11:30 to 12:30; she would cover the phones and respond to any requests from the conference room. I retrieved my purse and went to the kitchen, getting a yogurt and juice from the vending machine. I sat at one of the tables and checked my phone. Trey had texted again.
“That asshole Littleton will be lucky if my size 11 shoe doesn’t end up lodged in his colon before the afternoon's over! You look great by the way. I’m going to fuck you when I get home. Then we'll discuss your office attire, Ms. Preston. Are you takinggood care of our baby?”
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