Her lips lifted in a satisfied smile. Perfectly manicured fingernails swept along the nameplate on her desk. It had taken five tedious years, a lot of ass-kissing, hard work and time-consuming hours to get where she sat now, but it would be worth it in the end. At thirty-five, she'd given her life to having this position. She didn't care if it meant being alone. None of the men she knew were confident enough in their own lives and careers to compete, let alone take command of her strong personality."Doesn't matter," she said, waving her hand absently through the air. "I don't need a man anyway. That's what they make vibrators for or one night stands with a guy you don't know." Her right hand swept the hair from her cheek and pushed it behind her ear. "In my dreams, I guess, since I haven’t had time for even a one-night stand lately."The clock on the wall pinged a solitary seven o'clock.With a quick exhale, she blew the hair off her forehead and pulled up the spreadsheet she'd been working on.
