Free Promiscuous (Book 2 in the Fixer Series) by Alyson Raynes

the biggest mistake of my life.     

    CHAPTER 7
     
    David was in his office when I walked in the next morning.  He had that smug look on his face that told me he was please d with himself and the way things had gone the day before.  I had no doubt in my mind that he was pushing me out for his own personal agenda, I just didn’t understand why.  He had always been such a nice guy but over the last couple of weeks something had changed with him.  He was already a manager so there was no way he could be interested in my position.  Judging by his recent attitude change, I got the feeling that he was jealous of Dylan and was taking it out on me. 
    I sat, taking in the aroma of my flowers that now littered a good portion of my desk.  By the time Friday rolled around, there would be nothing left in my small little cubicle, not even a small trace that I had ever been there.  The thought made me sad but then I asked myself if I could realistically work for someone who thought it was acceptable to treat me like shit when I had done nothing wrong.  The answer was, no; I could not.   I didn’t care anymore; all of my dreams were slipping through my fingers due to some asshole that was trying to kill me and my family.  I couldn’t put myself in danger and I swore to never be a victim again.  I wouldn’t allow my father, Stefan or the psycho after me victimize me ever again.   
    With my letter in hand, I took the elevator down to the thirty-eighth floor.  I took in a deep breath reminding myself that what I was about to do was for my own good.  I met with Donna in our HR department and as I handed her my letter she looked surprised.  She was even more caught off guard when I told her about the conversation that David and I had in his office.  She reassured me that my position wasn’t in jeopardy but I declined her offer to stay.  I told her that my decision was final and that I would be leaving Prescott Oil and Gas effective Friday just as my letter stated.  She reiterated her apologies, asking me to reconsider my decision once again as she walked me to the bank of elevators just outside the clear glass doors. 
      David Turner awaited my arrival on the fortieth floor of my department.  He had a stern look on his face; like he was ready to crack and make me do every shit project he had waiting.  I laughed, knowing that I would be leaving at the end of the week.  I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to do.  It really wasn’t my character to do something so blatantly devious but in this case I might make an exception.  A new found freedom, where I could flip David the middle finger and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.  I giggled to myself.
    “Where have you been Brooke?  You’ve been gone for more than fifteen minutes which is past your allotted break time.”
    “Excuse me David; I didn’t realize that my time was being monitored.  Since when did you start micro managing?” I asked feeling bold.
    “I am watching you Brooke.  If you even so much as return late from lunch I will have you terminated.”
    “Well David, as unreasona ble as that sounds, you won’t be needing to worry about my whereabouts anymore.  I just handed in my letter of resignation to Donna down in HR.”
    “Oh,” he gave me a stunned look.  “When will your last day be with us?  I’d like to put something together, like maybe a good-bye luncheon.”
    I rolled my eyes thinking, is this guy serious?  Does he have multiple personality disorder or what?
    “Don’t bother David.  I wouldn’t want to take time away from those that need to be working.  My official last day will be Friday.”
    “Well it was kind of you to give a two week notice Brooke, I do appreciate that.  Would you be willing to train a replacement?”
    “I don’t think you understand David, my last day will be this Friday, so no; you will have to train my replacement on your own.”
    “Well…,” he paused.  “I guess it’s