ready - part 3

Kennedy was determined to have a better second day than her first. She went back and forth debating if she should look for Lucas and try to explain her refusal. While she wanted to stay on his good side, she also didn't want to show him any special treatment just because his last name is Warner. She knew all about the battles that were attached to having such a name. Making it to her office, she put down the bag of supplies she had brought with her. She figured the best way to ensure she had a good day would be to begin with a clean office. She had this thing about dirt and grime interfering with her productivity.

The phone on her desk ringing made Kennedy jump. Unfortunately, she was on her hands and knees beneath her desk when that happened. Hitting her head on the wooden surface, she let out a yelp. Holding her head with one hand and picking up the phone with the other, she tried to ignore the shooting pain. "Hello?" she said, not letting her voice give anything away. "Mr. Warner would like to see you in his office," came the voice of the less-than-friendly receptionist. "Ok, where -" Kennedy was cut off before she could ask where that office was. It took longer than she wanted and she was again wishing for those bread crumbs but she found the right office. Trying to look on the brighter side, she realized had it not been for her knack for getting lost, she wouldn't of met the handful of co-workers she'd encountered while asking for directions. If only the receptionist and Lucas could be so friendly.

Knocking on the door of the man who had her future with this company in his hands, Kennedy waited for him to grant her entrance. This was her first time meeting Mr. Warner - someone in Human Resources had interviewed and hired her. She had been reassured that Mr. Warner was fully aware of who she was and her qualifications. She worried how much about her he knew but would let that take care of itself. "Come in," a deep male voice said. Quelling her nerves, she opened the door and went inside. Meeting Mr. Warner's gaze, she noticed someone else out of the corner of her eye. Before she could turn to see the person, Mr. Warner introduced him. "Ms. Yates, I'd like for you to meet my son, Lucas."