An Office Romance
Prologue
Calm down. It's just an interview. You have done a million of them before.
This one was different though. I wasn't trying to work in a coffee shop or as a receptionist. No, this was very different.
I was always a good girl. Good grades, smart friends, and a clean record. This would only be for so long. I needed money for school and living expenses. This was a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
I walked into the big office and saw a man and a woman sitting next to each other professionally at a desk.
"Have a seat, Ms. Swan?" These people had to be the manager and assistant manager. Sam Uley and Emily Young.
"Yes, sir, ma'am." They nodded and I sat in my dress pants, elbow length silk dress shirt with a black vest over it.
"I see you did not put any references on your resume or and work history. Tell me, Ms. Swan, why should we hire you as one of our escorts at La Push Escort Services?" You heard right. I was at an interview to be become a social escort.
"Well, to be truthful, I did not put any references or work history because I have always been told that when you go into a specific field that you should only put the references that pertain to that line of work. Well, I have never done anything like this before." The woman got a knowledgeable look on her face as she flipped through what looked to be a file.
"Tell me, Ms. Swan, if you have never worked as an escort or in this industry, why should we hire you?" I sighed and spoke the complete and honest truth.
"If I were in your spot, I wouldn't hire me. I have never known anyone in this line of work so I am not sure what kind of person they are, but I am sure that none of them are like me. I'm a white, skinny nobody. I was valedictorian at my high school and am trying to get a job to work my way through college. I have never done drugs or drank. I have never been a stripper or a prostitute so I have no idea about this industry. My work references are for coffee shops and book stores that I have worked in. All of my friends are trying to get to med school. I'm not the type of person you hire for something like this. If I were in your spot, conducting this interview, I wouldn't take the risk on someone like me." The nodded and wrote something in the file.
"That is very honest and we thank you for that." I nodded and then they waved me off.
Just great. My big mouth got me nowhere like always.
I gathered my things and walked out of the office and down a long hallway of different offices. When I got to the elevator, there was already a man waiting.
I had to admit, he was beautiful. Dark russett skin, jet black hair, and dark eyes. Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome.
I wasn't paying much attention to him. I couldn't. I was not going to get into a relationship until I was done with my schooling and started on my career. Then, and only then, would I even think about dating.
We walked into the elevator and I pressed the first floor. He seemed to be looking at me, but I did not look at him. I kept my eyes forward as he sighed, continuing to look forward.
"Which department?" Finally, I looked at him with confusion.
"What?" He chuckled gently and stuffed his hands in his jacket pocket. I could tell the suit he wore had to be worth at least $1,000.00.
"What department do you work for? I don't think I have ever seen you here before and I know everyone here. Trust me." I gulped gently and kept my voice even.
"I don't. I came for a job interview." He nodded gently and gave me a smile as I stayed looking forward.
"Did you get it?" I huff in frustration. What the hell was with the twenty questions?
"No, I didn't. I don't have appropriate work references or history for this field and I am too much of a damn goody two-shoes. What is it to you?" My frustration was getting the best of me since this was my fifth job interview today and I got nowhere.
"I didn't mean to pry. You just look very upset." I groaned and pulled my hair out of the clip I had it in.
"I am so sorry if it seems something crawled up my ass and died, but I have been on over five other interviews today and I've gonna exactly jack shit out of it. My feet hurt, my head is pounding, and my back is killing me. Worst of all, I am still out of a job. So I am so sorry if I'm not Miss. Elevator-Chatter-Box." He sighed gently.
"What kind of jobs have you done before?" I groaned and wiped my hand across my face.
"The normal shit for any damn business. Including the fucking dirty jobs that no one else wants to do." He nodded gently and sighed yet again.
"I know someone who will give you a job and pays pretty good. He is in need of a good receptionist." I turned my eyes to him to see him pulling a memo-pad out of his jacket pocket, writing down a number on it.
It said "Black Incorporated" and the name "Jacob Black" under it with a phone number.
I was in awe and looked up at him, seeing sympathy in his eyes.
"Thank you." He got a big grin on his face and nodded.
"Don't mention it, Ms…" I giggled gently and returned the smile.
"Swan. Just Bella though." He nodded gently and grabbed my hand, bringing it to his lips. He gently kissed my knuckles once as the elevator doors opened and he released my hand.
"I hope I see you around, Bella." I got out and was in complete fascination with that man. I didn't even know his DAMN NAME!
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