It was a warm afternoon and Emily sat at her desk looking at the CEO's schedule for the next week, trying to decide what to cancel so he could fit in lunch with his wife on the thursday. She should have been preparing for a meeting she had herself after lunch but as usually she was getting distracted. Tuesday were always the busiest days for her and her head was pounding with everything she was attempting to take in. For the past two weeks she had not only being her own job but she'd also taken on the responsibilities of the head of HR since their last one had walked out. At last they had employed someone and finally Emily could focus on her own job.
Getting her priorities in order she changed to her excel document, watching over the numbers. She was meant to working on ways in which the company could save money. Even though she was a PA she took on more work than was necessary. She'd only been staring at the screen for a minute when her intercom began to buzz.
"Janey?" Emily asked her receptionist through the loud speaker. "What is it?" Although she was happy for the distraction she knew she should be working.
"James is on the phone for you." Her voice crackled back.
"Right." Emily contemplated telling her to get a message but decided to indulged her distraction. "Put him through."
"Cook?" She asked putting him on loud speaker so she could at least pretend to work while chatting.
"hello my sexy bitch." He said loudly as his voice echoed through the room and the red head stood up to shut her door which had been ajar slightly.
"What is it?" She asked as she sat back down at her desk.
"Just wanted to talk to my fav gal." Cook told her and even though he was through the phone she could tell him was grinning. "you excited for tonight babe. Big mile stone?"
She chuckled at him and smiled at his reason for calling. "You wanna know if I'm wearing something slutty don't you?" she laughed out loud now as he joined in. Their years together had caused them to be so in sync that he scared Emily slightly but it was also something she was incredibly proud of.
"Always. Are the tits or ass out. Or fuck me are both coming out to play?"
"You're a prick. You know that right don't you."
"I'm your prick though."
"Always, now stop distracting me." A warm feeling came over her, but as lovely as it felt she knew it was time for work.
"love ya." he shouted over the sound of traffic his end.
"you too." And with the she pressed the button and she was alone in the room again. Just another day at work, least she had something to look forward to now. Just another day.
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Her clock read half twelve and Emily was out of her office like a shot. Telling Janey where she was going and to take messages. She had polished her presentation and finished her bosses schedule after her phone call and now she was starving. People often thought Emily watched what she ate due to her slim figure or was a constant dieter. Truth was, Emily ate like a horse she loved food. She couldn't stand those girls who order a salad and then stare longingly at the steak she'd got.
Having reached the cafeteria on the ground floor Emily's eyes read the menu hanging from the wall. She'd been working here for 5 years and the menu had hardly changed yet she still looked at it every time before she ordered. She made her choice and walked to the cook who grinned.
"Jacket potato. With beans, coleslaw, cheese in that order." The woman said before Emily had even opened her mouth.
Emily smiled. "Am I that predictable?"
"You have the same thing every Tuesday my lovely. And when I ask you why you order it, you tell me you need the carbs because it's a long day." Emily looked at the woman over the counter, she hardly recognised the middle aged women and yet they spoke clearly once a week at least. Emily lived in her own work bubble most of the time and here was a clear example of how it effected her. She never recalled talking to this woman before. She instantly felt ashamed. She was never this type of girl. People change, she thought coolly to herself.
"Tell you what darling you go sit down and rest, I'll bring it over to you." The cook was an older woman in her late forties, she had a friendly, warm face and Emily hated herself for not paying more attention.
"Thanks." Was all the red head said as walked to an empty table. Emily didn't have any friends here. She knew people at the office but they were not her friends just people she worked with. So she sat alone waiting for her jacket potato as she flicked through a magazine that had been discarded on the table. The faces in the magazine rang no bells for her and Emily started to
feel old and disconnected. The world was spinning around so fast that she rarely had time to breathe and take the changes in. Apparently some footballer and his missus were getting a divorce. She'd never heard of them.
"There you go miss Fitch." Emily looked over to see her food getting placed down and smiled her thanks.
"It's Emily." She offered not wanting the formality of being called Fitch. "And your name..." Emily felt like a bitch that she never bothered to ask before, even though she saw this woman nearly every day.
"Nola." Grinning widely as though she was happy that she'd asked and taken an interest. Emily needed to come out of her little bubble more. The older woman left and she began to drive into the food she'd just been presented with. The jacket potato was piping hot and Emily had to blow on the first few mouth full as she idly read some lame article about losing a stone in a month.
"So this is our glamorous cafeteria." Emily recognised the new voice that had entered the big hall and knew it belonged to Tony the head of sales. She didn't look up to see him though. "And this is the prettiest girl in the office although she might have some competition for the title with your arrival."
"Tosser." Emily muttered during mouthfuls of food.
"As eloquent as ever. You may want to work on your conversational skills."
"I'll make a note of it." The red head told him while she took another mouthful.
"She's makes such a good first impression." Clearly he was talking to someone else and against her better judgement the pale woman looked up. Next to the tall male stood a blonde female who Emily had never seen before.
"This is Naomi. The new HR girl." he informed his colleague as his eyes roamed the new girls body and Emily rolled her own at his action.
The tall female smiled at Emily who sighed and turned her body completely round to face the duo. "I'm Emily." Offering her hand which the girl called Naomi took and shook lightly.
"She's the PA. Former sex pot of the office."
"Sex pot?" Naomi held back a chuckle as she lifted an eye brow and looked down at Emily who grinned.
"Well I've gotta get back to eating my lunch but it was nice meeting you Naomi."
"You too." The girl seemed nice and friendly and it was nice to have a girl in the office under the age of 30. But with that said Emily had always got on with men more easily than females. And as she finished her food, leaving the building to pick up some dry cleaning and she didn't think any more about the new person.
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Emily slipped on the tight floral dress zipping up the side, lastly she eased on her killer red heels. She wished silently that she had a full length mirror to check her appearance instead she had to take it on faith that she looked alright. When she opened the door the office had pretty much cleared out, she couldn't help but think back to when the school bell would ring and within seconds the playground was disserted.
"Wow is it dress up Tuesday?" The voice made her Emily turn sharply round noticing the new girl before chuckling and looking down at herself.
"Yeah, it's something we're thinking about introducing to the company. What do you think?"
"Well if I had legs like that then yeah I'm all for it." Naomi laughed. A carefree laugh that transformed her face. Naomi was sorting out her desk and looked up with red cheeks. "You off somewhere nice?"
"My anniversary." Emily said simply edging towards the door.
"Oh. Well have a good night." The blonde said with a small wave. "See you tomorrow."
"Okay, welcome to the team." And she couldn't fight back a smile as she walked to the elevator excited about her evening out. Although she wasn't aware blue eyes followed her the whole way until the doors shut.
***hope you enjoy this story i think its going to be a bit of a slower burner. But if you stick with me i will get into the flow of it. I just dont want this rushed. Thanks to those who read and review and those silent readers as well.***
