The door swung open.
"Hey! Hey! Ho—" Kara paused, her playful greeting dying on her lips as she took in Rachel.
Rachel stood poised, wearing a sharp purple blouse and a fitted pencil skirt, holding a file in one hand. Her gaze, partially obscured by her long hair, was as frozen as ice.
Darren's eyes looked down at Kara's clothes. She was undressed.
"You forgot, didn't you?" he asked, unimpressed.
Kara gave a sheepish smile. "Maybe."
Darren sighed. "Rachel, this is Kara DeAndre, the head of my IT department. Kara, this Rachel Teschmacher, she's my secretary, managing assistant and consultant."
Kara's brow lifted slightly. "Oohhh, fancy." She studied Rachel a little too intently.
Rachel turned to Darren. "Did you say head of IT?"
"Yes."
Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Unconventional. But then again, that's your style, sir."
"Sir?" Kara snorted teasingly. "So you go by sir now, Mr. D?"
Rachel glanced at them both. "Hopefully that D stands for Darren… or Duckling."
