Chapter 60: The West Coast

One Month Later

"Your dress is a little stuffy for the west coast. You need to work on updating your wardrobe. You aren't in New York City anymore, Simone."

There's nothing wrong with my wardrobe or tonight's little black dress, and my new Rossi red pumps are to die for. The only problem in the room would by my new boss, Roger Walters. At forty-five he's one of the youngest branch managers in the company, but it's his need to control his employees like we're incapable of the smallest decisions that sets him apart. I understand why he's known as the company asshole on both coasts.

"Of course, sir." I brush him off and finish the walk into the hotel ballroom a few steps in front of him.

I'm eager to get away from my 5'5" tall manager with the face of a bull terrier. With his elongated head and beady little eyes, he'd win one of those "People who look like their pets" contests. If he doesn't already have a bull terrier, I'm sure the office would all chip in and get him one for Chr