Lovely Shades of Me

 A thick bead of sweat dripped off my forehead. I had been crawling around in this attic since seven this morning, judging by my increasing perspiration and from the subtle growling from my stomach, I was sure it was almost lunch time. My thermos of coffee was long gone. Coffee! Lunch! Damn. I completely forgot about the “brunch lunch” meeting I had this morning. The thought of sipping mimosas while trying to secure a contract made me want to vomit. Don’t get me wrong, I loved mimosas as much as the next gal, but how exactly was I suppose to prove myself better than the guys over mimosas? It is hard enough to get most men to respect me once they realize I am in fact female. Occasionally I had to use my family name to keep investors from walking away. There was a fine dance between being confident as a woman contractor and having to use my clout as a Hamilton. But I left all of that up to Josh. He was the one that made all of my appointments. 

Chapter 3Andrew Moore Jr. “MISS Ryan-Alexander,” I corrected myself and raised one eyebrow in confusion and accepted her handshake. She squeezed my hand tight. If she were a man I would have thought she was overcompensating for something. But seeing this absolute bombshell of a woman standing in front of me, I knew instantly she wasn’t overcompensating for anything. She had a commanding presence about her. She was confident. She was bold.  It was clear she was in charge here. I felt my cheeks burn a tad bit. I was here le