Here's the third chapter! I hope you enjoy it, leave some love in the reviews if you do!
I needed to get some more story line done before our B&E met up ; )
Chapter Three.
"I'm guessing that's your guy right there?" Alice arched a sculped, dark brow and I just laughed.
"I'll tell you all about my findings," Knowing she lived her wild, single life vicariously through my little escapades. I'd left her in the dark about this one up until now but she made me promise her to spill the tea. So I would, pinky swear. -Right, I'm in high school again.
The afternoon went on as usual. I got the colleagues around me their coffees and glanced through the rough draft like Victoria asked. I know I said my job had about the same to-do list as a busboy with a little secretary work in between, but I shouldn't dramatize.
I had no college degree, but still Victoria say at least something in me seeing as she got multiple spontaneous applications a week and gave me this job almost immediately.
At about two forty-five, Victoria dropped out of her office, smiling at me.
"Go ahead and sit down, I'll be right there. Have to hit the ladies' room quickly first."
I did as she asked, after I picked up the file that had been burning a hole in my bag all day and sat down in the transparent chair opposite of hers, loving the softness of the sheepskin throw the had laying inside it.
She got back and took off her jacket, draping it over the back of her desk chair.
"Izzy, I have to be honest with you," she started, raking her right hand through her auburn curls and smiled at me.
Fuck, I'm screwed.
My mortified expression seemed to humour her, her throaty laugh filling the glass box we sat in.
"Honey, I'm messing with you. I have to say though, I'm glad you grew so much the last year. As an employee in general, and also as my gal in shining armour." A smile crept onto my face and I relaxed a bit.
"Victoria, it's been such a pleasant year. I'm glad you let me be more than your phone and coffee puppet," I joked.
I decided there was no such time as the present to bring up my little side project.
"You wanted to talk to me as well? Because, clearly, I don't really have a lot I can say to you. As far as your work ethic goes, you're a hard worker and you're not scared of me which makes after work drinking so much more fun," she chuckled.
I nodded.
"There is something I've been wanting to ask you, yes. For a while now, I feel like my skills have skyrocketed thanks to all the extra tasks you've given me. Since I never could afford college back in the day, I'm extremely grateful that you let me learn on the job," I started. Victoria sipped a glass of sparkling water, her eyes attentive and expression open.
"Sure, I believe everyone should be able to expand their knowledge and develop as whatever it may be you want."
"Well, I have prepared a book proposal for you. I've done all the work by myself after hours for an acquaintance of mine," I slid the binder onto her desk, Victoria's eyes widened as she looked from the book to me and back.
"Really?" She looked at me.
"I was wondering if you could look it over give me some pointers?" I asked carefully, not being able to read her.
"Oh my God, you know I love your mind! It's like a creative diamond, unbreakable and unique. That's why I need you on my team. Why I let you in on the process with me, you know that!" she exclaimed.
To be honest, I though she just gave me the books to proof-read because she didn't have the time.
"Not because you can't jam them in your tight schedule?" I wondered.
"Sweetheart, please." She crossed her arms and looked at me funny as she continued. "You want to expand on the duties and ditch the phone calls, am I right?" She asked me.
Now I get why Laurent from designing is afraid of her. Was she happy or furious with me?
"I guess I do, I'd love to become an editor for you." I admitted, crossing my ankles under the desk, nervously fidgeting with the bracelet on my wrist.
"You're in for a ride kid," She rose from her chair and reached out for me. I looked at her quizzically.
"Just grab my damn hand and shake it, apprentice."
Victoria admitted that she could see the secretary position didn't call out to my heart, ever since she gave me the first draft of Jane Volturi's newest book. She had enjoyed reading it with my notes and Jane herself told my boss she would like me to be the one perfecting her erratic mind. She felt good about me, even if I was just a rookie.
She agreed to let me transition into editing, on condition it would be under her wing. The position of secretary to the CEO would become available again and I would get a new desk in the editing department.
I couldn't be happier.
Guess who just got promoted.
I sent the text with a giddy feeling, not caring if I was pushing my luck with this guy by bothering him with my banalities.
Warrior:
Well, that should be rewarded, right?
I bit my lip, I swear this guy could make anything dripping with innuendo.
I'm going out with some friends tonight, does that count?
Warrior:
I'm a little sad I won't be a part of that, honestly. Skype-date before you go? *pretty please*
Damn you Rose, for pre-drinking when I know I was going to be drunk tonight anyway. I got off work at a quarter to five tonight, I'd be home close to six and needed to get ready by seven. Luckily, Rose's was just a ten minute walk.
I might be able to squeeze you in between coming home and getting ready?
Warrior:
I love everything about what you just said. It's a date?
My stomach fluttered, this guy had put some kind of spell on me. A date? Was he really in for that or just some good times with a stranger online?
Yes, please.
Warrior:
My pleasure, Enchantress. Tell me when you're up to it. Should be home around five-thirty. Can't wait to see you x
I smiled at his last message and continued what was left for me to do today.
Victoria grabbed her stuff around four-fifteen since she had somewhere to be after work.
"I'm so glad we had our talk, Izzy. Have fun, have a good weekend and I'll see you on your new spot on Monday," she winked and started fiddling with her phone.
With the boss gone, I figured I may as well just leave as well. On my way to the elevator down, I ran into Alice.
"Do you have any plans for tonight?" I asked her, pulling my bag over my shoulder.
"I do now, tell me. Where are we going?"
I told Alice to be ready at eight and I planned on texting her Rose's address to meet up later. She agreed with the enthusiasm of a puppy who got promised to play outside and I left for my car.
The car ride home made me feel a little anxious. I was about to see Edward for the very first time. And even though I didn't have a lot of time doing that, I planned on making a good impression on him.
You are not a sex-crazed kitten. You just need to relax and be normal.
I barely entered my apartment door when I fished my phone out of my purse and was staggered to see that Edward had been messaging me already. Since I'd left the office early, I was home by five, which gave me a little wiggle room as he told me he would probably be home in half an hour
Warrior:
Just left my desk, couldn't deal with work anymore. I can't wait to talk to you. By the way, do you have any beer? It would feel more like a date if we could have a drink together?
I giggled out loud, surprised he'd been looking forward to our little Skype meet-up as much I was.
Just got home, let me go hop in the shower and I'll be online in a minute. I don't have beer but I do have wine, which makes me whine less ( ;
When I walked passed my kitchen, I pulled out a wine glass out of the cupboard over the hob and pulled out bottle of Grenache I had laying in the fridge.
Warrior :
Don't talk to me about getting in the shower. It gets me distracted. I might break speed limits and/or crash.
Damn it. I bit my lip, my mind getting cloudy of thoughts about Edward in the shower with me. Again, having visions of that man in a shower for the second time that day. I'm such a perv.
Don't die, please.
My phone was in desperate need of some charging, so I plugged it in and put it on my nightstand when I went to kick off my sneakers.
I texted Rose I'd be could be a tad late as I ran late. Just a little lie.
In the shower, I made sure my hair didn't get wet since I had no desire to restyle it. It would just take me too much time to do so. I shaved and exfoliated, leaving a tingling sensation on my skin. My body was on a wire, sensitive to my thoughts about the warrior I was to meet in a few moments. If he were here to touch me right now, I'd be lost in seconds.
When I re-applied my makeup, I made sure to make my eyes extra smoky. Rose once told me it made my hazel eyes look like a pool of melting chocolate and I really could use all the extra help I could get.
As I stood in my closet, wrapped in a towel, my phone buzzed again. I glanced over at my alarm clock, my shower and pamper session took me twenty minutes.
Warrior:
Whenever you're ready, milady. Here's my mail address so you can add me on skype:
I smiled, but my thoughts got dirty. What if I only wore this towel? But then again, what if he wasn't who he had shown me and lived in some kind of basement, feeding on pathetic women?
My hands reached in my lingerie drawer, pulling out a black lace bodysuit I paired with a pair of high-waisted denim and an off the shoulder black knitted sweater.
I checked my lipstick one more time and opened my laptop. While the thing booted up, I got my glass of wine and got comfy on my bed.
My heart was racing as I typed in his info into Skype. Not even a minute later, the familiar beeping of an incoming call alerted me he'd approved my request. I took a gulp of wine and pressed answer.
That was it for this chapter, I really hope you guys liked it :D
I already started the next chapter and think you all will like the outcome of their little rendez-vous.
Pearl x