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overwhelming.
“The truth is that I want you on my team, plain and simple. I’ll do whatever it takes to get you to come to work for me.”
She wanted to jump up from the table, run out the door and never look back. But, not only did she really need the job, she also knew she might regret not taking his offer. She didn’t like regret. She’d already had plenty in her few adult years. But she also realized she might wholly regret taking it.
How to weigh it? If she took all that he offered, the apartment and the huge salary to pay for it, how would she feel if things started to sour? If she wanted to leave, she’d be stuck with a huge mess on her credit if she abandoned the apartment, which would affect things going forward. She felt trapped, but she also knew that was simply psychological perception, and part of it was what he wanted her to feel. Despite his insistence that he could read her “like a book,” he seemed to think she was much more naïve than she was.
So, like everything else so far, she spoke her mind.
“I don’t know who you’ve had working for you before, but surely it’s not lost on you what a snare you are offering me. Taking the train back and forth to Auburn Hills, as expensive as that is, is still less than a thousand dollars a month, far less expensive than that apartment. If I live at home, I have few expenses, so I could easily live on a salary of four thousand a month.”
She continued to surprise him at every turn. “So I’m offering you a salary of sixty-two hundred a month and you say you’d prefer four?”
She shrugged. “It’s all a matter of practicality. I retain my independence, and you keep a good chunk of change. Sounds like a win-win to me.”
He had to laugh at her beguiling tactics. Little did she know that she was turning him on much more than any woman with a lot of cleavage and a “fuck-me” look.
“Fair enough about the independence, but I don’t want you taking the train every day. I’ll need you to have flexibility with your working hours, ones that likely won’t correspond with Amtrak schedules. How about this? I’ll make it a provision of your contract that should leave the employ of McNabb, Petrou, and Sinclair that you will have the option of selling me your lease.”
“I still don’t need a $6200 salary. That’s insane!”
“You’re right. Let’s make it $7500 then. You’ll need money to furnish and decorate your apartment, and perhaps to buy a new wardrobe since you seem so displeased with the one you have.”
“Hmm… furnishing, decorating, and a new wardrobe? How about a forty thousand dollar signing bonus, and fifty-two hundred a month?”
“Done! Wait, that’s over a hundred grand a year. How did you end up beating me at my own game?”
She threw her head back and laughed, then looked at him through narrow eyes. “So you admit it was a game?”
“Maybe, but negotiations are over, and you’re mine.”
Her eyes went from narrow to big again, but she resigned herself. She was running out of arguments, and things were working in her favor, if she could get used to his quirks. But it was a step on a ladder that she had never dreamed of taking—being mentored and moving toward law school.
What a minx! he thought. She outmaneuvered me, but now she’s in my lair.
“So, we’ll go in the morning and sign the lease; then you can take the afternoon train home to get your things together. You can take the rest of the week to move in and do whatever décor shopping you need to do, and start Monday. I’ll be glad to help with any of that.”
She realized that it was getting later in the evening and she hadn’t thought about where to spend the night.
“I’ll need to make arrangements for the night.”
“Nonsense. You’ll stay right here at the Marriott at my expense. I can pick you up first thing and we’ll head over to
“The truth is that I want you on my team, plain and simple. I’ll do whatever it takes to get you to come to work for me.”
She wanted to jump up from the table, run out the door and never look back. But, not only did she really need the job, she also knew she might regret not taking his offer. She didn’t like regret. She’d already had plenty in her few adult years. But she also realized she might wholly regret taking it.
How to weigh it? If she took all that he offered, the apartment and the huge salary to pay for it, how would she feel if things started to sour? If she wanted to leave, she’d be stuck with a huge mess on her credit if she abandoned the apartment, which would affect things going forward. She felt trapped, but she also knew that was simply psychological perception, and part of it was what he wanted her to feel. Despite his insistence that he could read her “like a book,” he seemed to think she was much more naïve than she was.
So, like everything else so far, she spoke her mind.
“I don’t know who you’ve had working for you before, but surely it’s not lost on you what a snare you are offering me. Taking the train back and forth to Auburn Hills, as expensive as that is, is still less than a thousand dollars a month, far less expensive than that apartment. If I live at home, I have few expenses, so I could easily live on a salary of four thousand a month.”
She continued to surprise him at every turn. “So I’m offering you a salary of sixty-two hundred a month and you say you’d prefer four?”
She shrugged. “It’s all a matter of practicality. I retain my independence, and you keep a good chunk of change. Sounds like a win-win to me.”
He had to laugh at her beguiling tactics. Little did she know that she was turning him on much more than any woman with a lot of cleavage and a “fuck-me” look.
“Fair enough about the independence, but I don’t want you taking the train every day. I’ll need you to have flexibility with your working hours, ones that likely won’t correspond with Amtrak schedules. How about this? I’ll make it a provision of your contract that should leave the employ of McNabb, Petrou, and Sinclair that you will have the option of selling me your lease.”
“I still don’t need a $6200 salary. That’s insane!”
“You’re right. Let’s make it $7500 then. You’ll need money to furnish and decorate your apartment, and perhaps to buy a new wardrobe since you seem so displeased with the one you have.”
“Hmm… furnishing, decorating, and a new wardrobe? How about a forty thousand dollar signing bonus, and fifty-two hundred a month?”
“Done! Wait, that’s over a hundred grand a year. How did you end up beating me at my own game?”
She threw her head back and laughed, then looked at him through narrow eyes. “So you admit it was a game?”
“Maybe, but negotiations are over, and you’re mine.”
Her eyes went from narrow to big again, but she resigned herself. She was running out of arguments, and things were working in her favor, if she could get used to his quirks. But it was a step on a ladder that she had never dreamed of taking—being mentored and moving toward law school.
What a minx! he thought. She outmaneuvered me, but now she’s in my lair.
“So, we’ll go in the morning and sign the lease; then you can take the afternoon train home to get your things together. You can take the rest of the week to move in and do whatever décor shopping you need to do, and start Monday. I’ll be glad to help with any of that.”
She realized that it was getting later in the evening and she hadn’t thought about where to spend the night.
“I’ll need to make arrangements for the night.”
“Nonsense. You’ll stay right here at the Marriott at my expense. I can pick you up first thing and we’ll head over to
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