Sorry it took me so long to update but i had some stuff to do. I was kinda busy.

Xantara was so bored, she could barely stand it. She turned up her radio as loud as she was allowed and sang. She didn't think her singing was any kind-of decent, but Gary came in a bright smile on his face.

"Tami..." He grinned, "I know you have a beautiful singing voice, but could you please stop. The clients can hear you and it makes it hard to talk to them when all they do is ask about the voice in the background." He smiled at her. She smiled back at him. Poor Gary couldn't say a harmful word to anyone. He sugarcoated just about everything to make it seem like a complement.

"Ok Gary." He nodded and turned to leave when he spun right back around. She looked at him,

"What's up?"

"I made an appointment for you. It's with a new client. Thomas Kinkade's people. It's a big deal, James said he wanted you to handle it." Xantara nodded,

"Ok, when is it?" She risked a glance at the clock. It was almost five. She got off at five thirty and only had about one and a half hours until her body would collapse.

"In twenty minutes." She winced but nodded,

"Well, alright." Gary left soon after that. The time flew fast and soon there was a knock on the door. Gary introduced the man in the doorway.

"This is Thomas Kinkade's personal assistant, Sam Whitler." Xantara nodded and motioned to a chair,

"Welcome Sam, please sit down." Sam smiled to Gary as he left an took a seat in the better of the chairs. He reached over and shook her hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Tami." He grinned. Electricity sizzled between them. It arched and crackled in the air. She realized at once what had happened, yet acted totally normal. She smiled warmly,

"You too, Mr. Whitler." He sat back,

"So about my finances." She nodded and looked at the file in front of her,

"Yes, there are quite a lot of them. A trip to England for six months. Wow what a vacation." Whitler smiled,

"Yes, Mr. Kinkade takes trips all over to research for his paintings." She nodded. They talked for quite awhile. The whole time she kept glancing at the lock on her desk. He finally gave her a look,

"Am I waisting you time?" She shook her head politely,

"No, it's just getting close to the end of my shift and I have a tight schedule afterwards." He nodded and looked at his watch.

"I guess I'd better go as well, but I do not believe that we are finished." She looked at him, he had a certain gleam in his eye. He wasn't talking about business anymore. She nodded,

"Uh, sure." He grinned, male staisfaction showing through,

"How about tomorrow at noon for lunch? I'll meet you out front?" She smiled,

"Ok. I'll see you then." Whitler left the room and Xantara soon followed, not sure what the hell she had been thinking agreeing to lunch.

Really short I know! But I just had to get it up. I couldn't wait any longer!