The Boss, the Baby and Me. Raye Morgan

laughed softly. “Jodie, calm down. This is the way I want it. You’re going to have to comply.”

      “Or what? You’ll fire me?”

      “Fire you from your father’s company? Never.” His grin was lopsided in a particularly infuriating way. “I could, however, begin giving the better assignments to Paula in order to leave you time for document-copying and coffee-brewing duties.”

      She turned away from him, furious, and tempted to head for the door. His tone said it all. Look at this, Jodie. You laid me low, but I’m still in control. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of saying she would do as he wished, though she knew she was probably going to have to. But at the same time, a small part of her glowed with satisfaction. She only wished her brothers had been there to see Kurt get autocratic with her.

      You see? He is underhanded. He is out to sabotage us in some way. You just wait! I’m not wrong about that.

      Come to think of it, maybe it was just as well that she would be hanging around wherever Kurt was working. After all, she was the only one who was clued in to what he was up to. Someone had to keep an eye on him.

      She turned back and looked at him. “All right,” she said grudgingly. “I’ll be here.”