Snap out of this Asia, and get started on a plan to tame the social side of this beast. You’re the one with the PhD in Psychology, not him. Now, come on. Start acting like it.
After that pep talk to herself Asia felt ready to meet ‘the client’. Two weeks had passed since she’d given Rico his stack of assignments and now it was time to assess his progress. She’d started out wishing that he would fail, just to buy herself those extra two weeks before she’d have to worry about his invitation. But no, she would go into this meeting wishing him the best. She was a professional and she would not let personal desires take precedence over professional responsibility. Whatever the outcome she was ready.
When Asia arrived at the offices of Megalos Shipping she did not go immediately to Rico’s floor. Instead, she stopped in to see Cynthia Haye, the woman who had hired her.
“Welcome, Miss Miller,” the woman gushed and ushered her into her office. “It is so good to see you.”
Asia smiled as she entered the room. “I assume that means you have good news for me?”
“Please, please, sit.” The woman pulled a chair out and waved her visitor into it. Then she bustled round the desk that looked much too large for her. “I don’t know how to thank you,” she began. On her face was a broad smile and she looked eager to share her good news. “I have never in my life seen such a dramatic change in a person. And a change in a positive direction at that.”
“What have you observed?”
“It started some weeks back with the revised incentive program with the departments.” Cynthia put her pen to her lip, looking thoughtful.
“We started seeing an upswing in sales and with that an improvement in Rico’s mood. That’s easy enough to explain, I guess. But then this past week something about him changed.” She frowned. “I can’t quite put my finger on it but all I know is, instead of scowls we’re getting smiles and instead of roars of anger in the conference room we’re actually having discussions.” She turned a confused face to Asia. “What in the world did you do to him?”
Asia laughed. “I simply gave him a greater awareness of group dynamics and then I provided him with an outlet for his tension. It’s simple. All he needed was balance.”
“Well, however you got him to that state of balance all I can say is, we’re grateful. Staff morale has shot up to a point I’ve never seen before.” Then she leaned forward and spoke in a loud whisper. “I don’t think anyone will be leaving Megalos Shipping for a long time. We’ll probably have to pry them loose with a crowbar.”
That made Asia laugh. Still, she would give the human resources director one last chance to tell her where the coaching session had fallen short. “He can’t be perfect, though. Are you sure you don’t want me to observe him in another meeting?"
“Of course he’s not perfect. But considering where he’s coming from, he’s an angel now. We’ll take him the way he is.”
So, there it was. That part of her relationship with Enrico Megalos was over and done. Now to face - and take control of - phase two, the social side.
“I’m pleased that you’re satisfied with my work,” she said as she stood up and shook Mrs. Haye’s hand. “If you need any further assistance you know where to reach me.”
“Of course, Miss Miller.” She walked Asia to the door and held it open for her. “And I will be recommending your services to my business associates. You can be sure of that.”
After thanking her Asia headed down the hallway toward Rico’s office where she would hold her final conference with him, an exit interview of sorts.
She stopped by his assistant's desk and when she was ushered in it was a smiling Rico Megalos that she saw. And he was without a tie. Looking casual and ultra-sexy in jacket and a shirt open at the collar, he seemed more relaxed than Asia had ever seen him before.
As soon as she sat down she gave him the good news. “Congratulations. You’ve passed the test. You’re ready to fly.”
“Well, that was quick. You take one look at me and you give me a passing grade. I thought I’d at least have to do some multiple choice questions.”
“This is your lucky day,” she said. “I got some overwhelmingly positive feedback about you and on the strength of that I’ve decided to let you loose.”
“Perfect,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Now we can make the arrangements for our next date. Wear jeans or shorts.”
“Trousers again? Where to this time? On another of your yachts?”
“No, a sailboat.”
“A sailboat?” Asia’s eyes widened in horror. “I don’t want to go on a sailboat. What if it capsizes?”
“You can swim, can’t you?”
“Yes, but that’s besides the point.”
“Okay, since you're the guest you can have a choice,” Rico said. “Sailboat or motorboat? Which do you prefer?”
“Motorboat. As long as we don’t go too far from shore.”
“Motorboat it is, then,” Rico conceded, “although I can’t fulfill your second request about not going too far from shore.”
“Why not?” Asia asked, a twinge of worry creeping into her mind.
“Because I want to take you to my private island on the outskirts of the Bahamas.”
“I…don’t think I like the sound of that.” What did he think she was? Crazy?
“Don’t worry about it now,” he said gently. “We’ll talk about it when I pick you up Sunday morning at seven, okay? I’d like to get an early start.”
What part of no did this man not understand? Before she could refresh his memory that she was in disagreement he said something which silenced her, at least for the moment.
“Relax, Asia. You’ll be in good hands. Just imagine that your whole body is heavy. Relax and breathe.” Then he gave her a mischievous grin.
Oh, no. The man had turned autogenic expert, giving her a taste of her own medicine. Under the circumstances the only thing she could do was laugh.