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desired. It worked for the corporate finance setting, but she was stepping into a completely different arena now.
    No it didn’t fit with the corporate types, she was telling herself an hour later when she rode one of the elevators to the ninth floor. She couldn’t help but pay attention to one woman after another that got on or off. None of them were dressed like her. They paraded around in skirts, heels and pastel colored blouses that showed a hint of cleavage through the tailored fit or the vee collar. Every man, nerdy, young or old looked, not long enough to be inappropriate, but a notable glance or two accompanied by a smile. Sometimes they even started a general brief conversation. “Thank God it’s Friday” or “Nice weather we are having”.
    They didn’t notice her standing in the back corner. How long have I been ignoring what was going on around me or been ignored?
    Too happy when her floor came up, she excused herself from the bodies and went to her office and shut the door.
    ~YH~
    “Look, Tank, you know it’s not personal. This is a business. We’re in the business of winning.”
    Eyeing the GM, Tank shook his head. “Two seasons ago when Rep’s right knee got injured and he was able to return he was dropped right back on the roster in his slot.”
    “That’s because Bartlett the second string wide receiver sucked ass. Everyone knew it. Hell, I’d have put my grandmother in a jersey to get Bartlett out.” The GM tossed his hands up and leaned back in his office chair.
    “You could have traded me if you thought someone else was a better fit.” Tank shook his head, as he sat with his elbows rested on his knees.
    “Your contracts not up.” The GM went quite for a moment then began, “I’d hate to lose you. However, if that’s something you want you’ve been more than loyal to this team so I would see it happen.”
    Donovan stared down between his feet for a moment at the plush gold carpet, one of the Thunder colors. He thought about the man’s question. Did he see himself suiting up for another team? His agent would love it, if it meant a chance to negotiate him for higher pay. No .
    Straightening up, he shook head. “I don’t want to be traded.” He rose. “I don’t want to fight for my spot into the preseason either, but I’m staying.”
    The General Manager of the Thunders rose then rounded the desk. “We’re being fair, Tank. However, if you had asked me to trade you I’d have kicked your ass.” He patted him on the back. “I know you have what it takes to show that rookie whose boss.”
    Donovan offered a thanks before heading out of the door. Before the GM’s office was a big frame with his picture in it from when he won his first MVP trophy.  That trophy and all his other awards were in a room at his sister’s house in Iowa just like everything since his Pop Warner league certificate. He moved passed it. Being in the corporate level of the Dome always made him itchy. It was either good or bad if a player was there. Headed down the hall he passed the conference room, more offices then a smiling Gail who sat before the president’s office.
    Soon he was rounding a corner and spotting the exit sign over the back door. He recalled what had transpired yesterday. How he’d seen Jo’el and followed her into the stairwell and what had inevitably followed. The night with her had changed something inside him. He’d always been a loner. Enjoying his own solitude instead of the rowdy life like some of his teammates. However, being with Jo’el was supposed to have been a moment to scratch a mutual itch. Get her out of his system, but it had ended up being more than that.
    He knew the moment he had her in his bed curled along his side. They’d dozed off after their third session. She’d still been asleep and he’d seen her glasses resting on his nightstand. For a moment he’d desired to see them every night in that place. The thought had rocked him to his core. Scaring him so