Trust in Me (2 page)

“Whatever it is, I’m sure it will be okay.  Please, tell me what’s going on?  Do we
need to call the hotel management?  The police?”

As much as Maggie had wanted to say yes, Martin’s taunting words came to mind.  As
she had been clawing to get out of the hotel room he mocked, “Go ahead and call the
cops or hotel security.  I’ll just tell them we had a lovers spat and you are trying
to blackmail the boss.  I believe they call that extortion and it’s a crime, Mags.”

“No!” she cried, coming back to the present.  “No, please…no one needs to call the
cops or security.  I’ll…I’ll be fine.”

The man looked at her with obvious disbelief.  He had a briefcase at his feet and
he reached for it, pulling it into his lap and opening it.  Without a word, he handed
her his card.  “I’m William Montgomery.  I’m from
Charlotte
,
North Carolina
.  That’s where my company is, too.  It’s been in my family for three generations
and, God willing, it will go to my sons and they’ll carry on long after I’m gone. 
I’ve got three sons; always wanted a daughter, though,” he said lightly. 

“I don’t normally come to these conventions; seem like a great waste of time.  Most
of the attendees are here looking for a break from work, not to learn more about how
to do their jobs more effectively.”  He sighed wearily and then smiled.  “We drew
straws, my sons and I, to see who would come and check this place out.  I lost.” 
He gave a light chuckle and felt relief when Maggie gave a small smile.  “I’m too
old for nonsense like this.  Conventions are a young man’s game.”

William looked around the lobby, curious for any clues as to what had this woman so
upset.  Her vehement denial and her plea for him to not call any of the authorities
only stood to confirm that something had happened and he was unwilling to leave her
in such distress. 

“Although, most of the young men I met here today need to learn a lot more not only
about business but about respect in general.”  Maggie nodded and wiped at her tear
streaked face.  William reached for a handkerchief in his pocket and handed it to
her.  “I don’t know about you but it certainly makes me lose a little bit of faith
in this generation.”

“I agree,” Maggie said softly.

William couldn’t help but smile.  He wanted so badly to help this woman but she was
clearly spooked.  Something had happened and he may not ever find out exactly what
it was but he knew that he had to get her out of the hotel and to someplace that she’d
feel safe. 

“Listen,” he said calmly, “how about we go over and have a cup of coffee? The café
over there is still open.” 

“Oh, I can’t,” she said nervously.  “I don’t have my wallet with me.”

Ah, William thought, there it is.  Or at least part of it.  “It’s my treat.”  When
Maggie hesitated, William quickly added, “You’d be doing me a huge favor; I’ve done
nothing today but talk to a bunch of upstarts with over-inflated egos.”

Maggie thought about it for a moment and realized that maybe it would be okay to join
him for coffee.  She hadn’t had anything to eat since they’d left
Virginia
on the early morning flight and Martin hadn’t allowed her to eat all day.  Sadistic
bastard.

She stood and said a quiet, “Thank you.”

William looked down at her petite frame; she couldn’t be more than five feet four
and at six feet himself, he towered over her.  “It’s my pleasure…” He left the words
dangling in hopes that she’d at least tell him her name.

“Maggie,” she said finally.  “Maggie Barrett.”

“Well it is a pleasure to meet you, Maggie Barrett,” he said, his tone laced with
nothing but friendliness and Maggie knew in that instant that things just might work
out all right.

****

True to his word, William had set the wheels in motion to get Maggie settled into
her new position.  Within an hour he had all of her belongings transferred to the
executive floor and from where he stood in his office doorway, he could see her working
with Rose.  After lunch they would sit down together with Jason and get things really
moving. 

It did his heart good to see Maggie up here working where she belonged.  He hated
pushing her into it, but deep down William knew he’d let her hide out too long.  What
that bastard had done to her back in
California
so long ago had been traumatic for sure, but William also knew that Maggie had too
much to give to spend her life hiding away from everything and everybody.

When William had offered her the position with Montgomery’s, Maggie had been shocked
and more than a little apprehensive.  Desperate to help her when she was so clearly
in need, he had vowed to meet her every wish in order to get her to agree to work
for him.

She had wanted a low-profile position, he gave her one.  She needed to get her belongings
from where she lived in
Virginia
to someplace new in
North Carolina
.  William paid for the move and put her up temporarily in an executive apartment
that the company owned until she found a place of her own.  He’d sent people to get
her car and had taken care of ending her employment with Martin Blake without managing
to let anyone within the man’s company know where she was going to. 

William Montgomery was very thorough in everything that he did and if keeping this
woman under the radar for a little while meant keeping her safe, he’d do it.

Her final request was that no one know that she was single.  While William didn’t
think that would deter some men, he knew that no one within his company would dare
approach Maggie in an unprofessional manner.  So he’d agreed to her request and no
one was the wiser.  Luckily it wasn’t something that came up very often; according
to his human resources manager, Ann Kincade, Maggie was a virtual loner.  She was
pleasant to work with but never engaged in any outside activities with her coworkers
and pretty much kept to herself.

For a moment William felt remorse at forcing her so clearly out of her comfort zone
but then he thought of how well it had worked last year when he’d done the same for
his son Lucas and silently prayed that he would have similar results. 

Maggie sensed William’s stare and looked up and gave him a weak smile.  By now, she
knew her boss could be trusted and was sure that his son would be no different but
the fact was that this promotion, this shift in her life, was not her decision.  It
was going to take a little while for her to adjust to it. 

Working with Rose was no hardship; the woman knew her job and was easy to talk to. 
The job itself had some challenges that were actually related to her skills but for
the most part, the biggest challenge was going to be in trusting the man she was going
to assist.

Maggie had seen Jason Montgomery often enough around the building.  He was certainly
an attractive man and just his mere presence seemed to bring out sighs from the women
working around her.  That always irritated Maggie.  She was never going to show any
outward signs of attraction to anyone.  No matter how attractive that six foot tall,
dark haired, dark eyed package was!

Looking back, she knew that she hadn’t had any attraction to her former boss; she
had genuinely liked Martin as a person.  Somehow, however, he mistook that feeling
for her being attracted to him and thought that gave him the right to try and seduce
her.  Just the thought of it now, years later, made Maggie sick to her stomach.

“Are you okay?” Rose asked.

Shaking her head to clear it, Maggie looked at her.  “Sure.  Why?”

“You just had a weird look on your face and you kind of went pale.”  Rose looked at
her watch.  “Why don’t we stop here and break for lunch.  I have you and Mr. Montgomery
scheduled to meet with Jason at two o’clock.  You’ll have an hour for lunch and then
about thirty minutes after you get back to get yourself organized and write up any
questions you have for him.  Will that work?”

“Yes, thank you,” Maggie said with a smile, relieved that Rose didn’t push her for
more of an explanation on her odd behavior.  Walking to her desk, Maggie picked up
her purse and a notebook.  Her plan was to start making notes now on the things that
she wanted to discuss with Jason Montgomery.

Stepping onto the elevator, the first and most important question came to her mind. 
“Are you a pervert who plans on mistaking a simple smile for an invitation to sexually
harass?”

Chapter Two

“What?”

“Is there a problem?  I think the question was fairly simple.”

Jason looked at the woman sitting across from him at the conference table and then
to his father.  “This is some sort of joke, right?”

Maggie looked at him, her brows furrowed.  “I don’t think this is a joking matter,
Mr. Montgomery.  The question fairly speaks for itself.  Are you the kind of man who
can tell the difference between someone being polite and someone offering an invitation?”

“What the hell kind of question is that?” he yelled and then turned to his father. 
“Seriously?  This is who you think is the best option to work with me?”

William was barely able to contain his mirth.  “She meets and actually exceeds all
of your requirements, Jace.  She’s got the computer skills, organizational skills,
and customer service skills that will prove useful on your trip plus she has years
of experience as an executive assistant.”

Jason narrowed his eyes as he heard his father’s words.  “If she’s so qualified, why
has she been working in customer service all this time?”

Maggie had had enough.  “If you have a question about my qualifications, Mr. Montgomery,
please address me.  I am more than capable of answering
your
questions.” 

Jason couldn’t help but take note of her obvious dig at his inability to answer her
earlier question.  “Fine,” he bit out.  “If you have all of these qualifications,
why haven’t you been assigned to anyone in all of your years with
Montgomery
’s?”

“I was a bit burned out after my last assignment with my previous employer and wanted
something a little less stressful.”

“And you think that now you’re ready to handle the stress again?” he asked.

Her first response was to say no and hope that he’d let her leave and go back to her
quiet position three floors down but knew that she had made a promise to William. 
“Yes, I believe that I am more than capable of taking on this assignment.”

“Ann tells me that you’re married.  How does your husband feel about you taking on
a position that will have you traveling for the next several weeks?”

Maggie was not a very good liar but said a silent prayer that she’d sound believable. 
“My husband travels a great deal for his job and so we both have no issues with this
trip.”  That sounded plausible, didn’t it?  She looked over at William and saw his
slight nod of approval. 

Jason looked over Maggie’s resume and personnel file.  “This is not in any way, shape
or form a pleasure trip.  We’ll be working long hours and meeting with a lot of people. 
It is imperative that you be able to keep up the pace and keep notes on all of our
dealings and get whatever information is needed back here to Rose for her to begin
processing.  Is that going to be a problem?”

“I can assure you,” Maggie began, “that I am highly organized and I don’t have any
issues with the long hours.  It will be a refreshing change of pace after doing the
eight to five schedule.”

“We’ll have no regulated schedule,” Jason countered.  “Some days we may be up at dawn
for an early morning meeting, other days we may not be meeting with anyone until the
late afternoon.  When we’re not in scheduled meetings, we’ll be working together on
organizing the data we’ve collected, planning ahead for our next clients or traveling. 
Maybe all at one time.  Will that be a problem?”

Maggie shook her head.  “As I said, I believe I am more than up for the challenge.”

“It won’t leave you a lot of personal time.  You’ll be more than compensated for all
of the overtime and I will try to make sure that you’re not overwhelmed but I won’t
have time for someone who feels the need to make constant calls to home or has a jealous
or needy spouse who needs to call you several times a day.”

“That won’t be a problem,” Maggie said firmly.

“Be sure that it’s not, Mrs. Barrett,” Jason said with equal firmness. 

William chose that moment to interrupt.  “I think that the two of you have more than
enough to get started on.  I do have some calls to make so Jason, why don’t you take
Maggie to your office and get started on letting her go over all of the client files?”

Jason nodded and stood.  Maggie did the same.  “Maggie, if you have any questions,
please feel free to come and see me, okay?” William said gently and Jason had to wonder
at the exchange.  His father was notoriously kind to all of his employees but he sensed
that there was something different about Maggie.  He was about to comment on it when
Maggie turned and headed for the door. 

“Jason?” his father said quietly.

Jason saw that Maggie had exited the office and he turned and looked at his father. 

“Maggie is exactly what you’re looking for.  If you push, she’s going to push back. 
You won’t have to worry about her like you did with the others.  She’s going to do
a good job for you on this trip.”

At the moment, Jason wasn’t so sure.  While he could appreciate Maggie’s credentials,
he had a feeling that their personalities were going to clash and that was almost
as inappropriate as some of his former assistant’s behavior.  “I hope so, Dad.  There’s
a lot riding on this trip.”

“That’s pressure that you’ve put on yourself, Jace.  You wanted to try for this expansion
and while I think it’s a great idea, I don’t want it to consume you to the point of
you pushing yourself so hard that you forget to live a little.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Jason snapped.

“It means that you have a great work ethic and a desire to see the company succeed. 
Just don’t forget that
Montgomery
’s isn’t your whole life.”

There were times when his father spoke like Yoda and right now Jason didn’t have the
time to delve any deeper into what he was saying.  He had to get on with getting Maggie
acclimated with his project and making sure that she was completely prepared for when
they left in two weeks for their whirlwind trip.

****

Jason had done a damn good job.  Sitting on the private plane that was getting ready
to take off, he looked over at Maggie and smiled.  They had worked long hours for
the last two weeks and she was just as familiar with every aspect of this project
as he was.  She was smart, inquisitive and well versed.  He knew without a doubt that
she was going to be an asset to him on this trip and that he wouldn’t have to spend
precious time explaining things to her because she clearly understood exactly what
it was that he was trying to accomplish.

Not once during the previous weeks had there been an issue with the long hours.  At
first Jason was sure that her husband was going to put up a fight; after all, being
that Maggie had been working fairly regular hours for so many years, this was quite
an adjustment.  But just as there’d been no complaint from the husband, Maggie hadn’t
complained either.

They’d worked side by side from eight in the morning until sometimes as late as ten
at night.  Jason found that after their initial clashing during their interview, they
both seemed to come to understand each other and had formed a mutual respect for one
another.  Conversation flowed when it was needed and at the same time, they both were
comfortable working in silence.  For only having worked together for two weeks, they
were seemingly in sync.  Something that Jason wasn’t used to.

“If we don’t hit any delays we should be to
Chicago
by ten.  I called and confirmed the town car and we’ll meet him and being that we’ve
missed most of the morning traffic, we should be at the hotel by eleven,” Maggie was
saying as she glanced on her tablet at their schedule.  “We’re meeting the Claremont
people at one so once we’re checked in, we can have lunch brought up to the rooms
and be ready to go by 12:30.”  She looked up at him.  “How does that sound?”

“Good,” Jason said distractedly.  Meetings like this didn’t normally stress him out,
but this plan for expansion that he had made him a little edgy.  “Did we leave the
evening free or did you pencil something in?”

“I left it free just in case they wanted to meet over dinner.  I didn’t want to over
schedule us on our first day,” she said lightly.  “I’ve researched several restaurants
in the area and the one at our hotel would actually be perfect to invite them to meet
with us.  I can call in a reservation now if you’d like, just in case?”

She was very efficient, that was what Jason admired most.  Maggie was certainly making
his life easier already.  “Let’s wait and see how the afternoon goes.  For all we
know they can be exhausting and not people that we want to work with.  In which case,
we’ll just have a quiet dinner and discuss our next plan of attack.”

Maggie laughed.  “Sounds like a plan.  I’ll just mark these places for future reference.”

While she was busy tapping away on her tablet screen, Jason studied her.  With her
blonde hair pulled back into a severe ponytail and her brown eyes downcast, Maggie
seemed to do her best to not stand out.  Jason had to wonder a little at that.  While
he could appreciate her professional manner and her obvious desire to not draw attention
to herself, he couldn’t help but wonder why.  Most of the women he knew, both in business
and in his personal life, did things to make themselves look attractive.  Maggie went
for the conservative look and took it to another level.  She wore little to no makeup,
dressed ultra conservatively and did her best to blend into the background.  This
was exactly what Jason had said that he wanted but the more that he got to know Maggie
the more he had a feeling that she wasn’t presenting her true self.

Their captain announced their turn for take off and Jason watched Maggie’s response. 
Her white knuckled grip on the seat told him that flying was definitely not her thing. 
While most of their travels were going to require flying, there were going to be some
shorter legs that he had planned a rental car for.  He was sure that Maggie would
be relieved on those days.

“Not a fan of flying, huh?” he asked, hoping to distract her.

“No, not really.”

“It’s not so bad,” he said in a soothing tone.  “The key is to just relax.”

“Easy for you to say,” she mumbled and heard Jason laugh. 

“Look, don’t focus on what you’re feeling, focus on me.”

Maggie’s eyes went wide.  “Excuse me?” she said, indignant.

“I mean, talk to me about this meeting today.  Talk to me about the weather. Talk
to me about what you think of my tie,” he suggested.

“Your tie?”

“Sure.  Whatever you need to talk about, we’ll talk about,” he said and smiled at
her confused look.  “So what do you think?  Stripes?  Is it a good look?”

He was teasing her and for that Maggie was relieved.  In their time working together
they had gotten along much better than she had expected and they had always kept things
on a business level, this light side of him was a pleasant surprise.  His dark eyes
twinkled and she felt herself relax.  “I’m not normally a fan of stripes but they
aren’t overly obnoxious.”

“Stripes are obnoxious?” he asked.

“They can be.  Think of prison stripes.”

That made Jason laugh again.  “Well, I can guarantee you that I will not be going
for the prison stripe look.  Ever.”

“Good to know,” Maggie said and realized that her stomach no longer felt so queasy
and that they were no longer climbing.  She loosened her grip on her seat and looked
out the window.  “Is that it?  We’re done with take off?”

Jason smiled at her.  “See? A little distraction always works.”  He made a mental
note to remember that on the next leg of their trip to help Maggie avoid any kind
of distress.  For all of the ways she had helped him, it was the least he could do
for her.

The next hour passed quickly and soon they were in the car and heading for their hotel. 
Check in went like clockwork and they were handed their room keys and Jason was glad
that they had adjoining rooms.  They were only going to be in Chicago for two days
but it would make things easier if Maggie was close by when he needed her help.

No sooner were they settled in their rooms than lunch was being delivered.  While
Jason had been checking them in, Maggie had been taking care of ordering their food. 
Jason knocked on the door dividing their rooms and Maggie unlocked it and let him
in.

“That was fast,” she commented as she reached for her briefcase.

Jason stopped her.  “Whoa, we’re going to eat lunch like normal people and not talk
business for the next fifteen minutes, okay?”

Maggie more than readily agreed.  They had been talking business for weeks and she
felt like if Jason were to fall ill, she would be able to handle any and all of his
meetings because she knew the details so intimately.  To be able to have a few minutes
reprieve to eat and relax sounded like heaven.

Jason had set up their food at the table in his room and waited for Maggie to sit
down before he joined her.  “I hope that you had enough time to get at least a little
settled into your room.”

Maggie waved him off.  “I don’t plan on getting too comfortable.  It makes it easier
when it’s time to leave if I haven’t taken everything out.”