Flavour of the Week
Hey Guys, thanks for your reviews, my computer doesn't like me and wouldn't post the Beta-ed version, here it is with less mistakes. Thanks for you support already. And to my wonderful Beta Mercy! Enjoy. PS: I now accept anonymous reviews!
"NEXT"
William 'Spike' Giles, could not believe his misfortunes. He was one of the most richest bachelors in New York City, he was heir to a multi- million dollar industry and had mansions in 3 exotic locations, not to ignore the penthouse in which he was currently residing.
With all this he simply could not find a girlfriend, it wasn't that he didn't have girls swooning over him, who wouldn't, even he had to admit that he was good looking. Bleached blonde spiked hair, piercing blue eyes, a tanned and lean well muscled body and cheekbones that even the biggest movie star males would die for.
Yeah, he was hot, the only problem was he new it!
Maybe it was his blatant arrogance, and trade mark cockiness, or the fact that most people, including his friends and family, just thought he was an asshole,
So that, was why he was in this position searching for New York's finest lady, to be his arm candy, attend premiers and smile pretty for the cameras. Ok, so it wasn't as vulgar as it sounded, he was actually interviewing a new secretary for his father's office. But what better place to look.
All he had to do, was find the one, turn on the charm and next thing you know...the innocent chit would be his.
Great plan, if there were actually decent women enquiring for the job. They were either too old, too short or too tall. None of them he could even consider dating. Truth be told, he wasn't just looking for someone to be his date, he might actually be able to get something out of it, a little late night activity, hell, he was male after all.
But so far, nothing even remotely interesting.
"Next"
Spike sat their tapping his fingers on the solid oak desk, he wasn't a patient man, and whoever was meant to be next, was taking their sweet time.
"Oh for crying out loud..NEXT!!!!" he roared at the top of his lungs.
A tall leggy brunette sauntered into the office. 'Hmm, not bad at all.' pondered Spike's inner monologue.
There was no hiding it, she was a looker, brown silky hair, tanned skin and legs that went on for days. 'Ok, act cool Spike, I think you've got a winner'.
"Come in, take a seat" Spike offered, in the most polite official voice he could muster.
"Thanks, Im sooo sorry I was late, I met this girl Valerie from school, oh my god, like what a total bitch. We got chatting, turns out her boyfriend dumped her so she's moving out and looking for a new job, HERE of all places. And I was like.nooo.a loser moving in on my territory.nuh uh, it was a major comeback war, I totally won of course, I mean what was she thinking, off the shoulder tops were so last summer. Anyway, problem sorted, my names Cordelia Chase, my dads from Chase Records, I'm sure you've heard of it. I won't have any trouble fitting in, I've worked heaps for my father, which was a bigger office than this! When do I start?"
Spike sat there, stunned..he'd lost track by the second sentence. He only snapped out of his babble induced reverie in time to catch her last sentence. No way, she wasn't the one, he would rather live a thousand deaths than put up with that mouth.
OK.in for the battle. "I'm sorry miss, if I remember correctly, my assistant mentioned something about the job being full. I'm not one to remember these things, but thankyou, we'll contact you if there's another opening."
'Whew.nice work Spikey boy'
Cordelia stood up and extended her hand "Oh, no big, I have heaps of other offers. Say, my friends and I are going to a party tonight, would you like to come, the restaurant is so blasé, but it may be worth it, what do you say?"
'Oh boy'.."Um, I..." Spike stuttered. 'Real smooth, get out of it quick'. "I'm sorry, I have dinner with my wife this evening.but it was lovely to meet you Miss Chase, what a shame, thank you for stopping by." He said in one big breath, as he ushered her too and out the door. Pivoting on one foot, he sauntered back to his chair and slunk into it.
Gathering as much strength as possible, he shouted "Next"!
Almost straight away, in the door materialized a petit blonde. Spike stood up immediately. She was gorgeous, hair pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck, she was wearing a tight fitting black skirt which hugged her curves, and a matching jacket.
Spike was in awe.
"Hi, my names Buffy Summers, I'm here for the job interview."
Hey Guys, thanks for your reviews, my computer doesn't like me and wouldn't post the Beta-ed version, here it is with less mistakes. Thanks for you support already. And to my wonderful Beta Mercy! Enjoy. PS: I now accept anonymous reviews!
"NEXT"
William 'Spike' Giles, could not believe his misfortunes. He was one of the most richest bachelors in New York City, he was heir to a multi- million dollar industry and had mansions in 3 exotic locations, not to ignore the penthouse in which he was currently residing.
With all this he simply could not find a girlfriend, it wasn't that he didn't have girls swooning over him, who wouldn't, even he had to admit that he was good looking. Bleached blonde spiked hair, piercing blue eyes, a tanned and lean well muscled body and cheekbones that even the biggest movie star males would die for.
Yeah, he was hot, the only problem was he new it!
Maybe it was his blatant arrogance, and trade mark cockiness, or the fact that most people, including his friends and family, just thought he was an asshole,
So that, was why he was in this position searching for New York's finest lady, to be his arm candy, attend premiers and smile pretty for the cameras. Ok, so it wasn't as vulgar as it sounded, he was actually interviewing a new secretary for his father's office. But what better place to look.
All he had to do, was find the one, turn on the charm and next thing you know...the innocent chit would be his.
Great plan, if there were actually decent women enquiring for the job. They were either too old, too short or too tall. None of them he could even consider dating. Truth be told, he wasn't just looking for someone to be his date, he might actually be able to get something out of it, a little late night activity, hell, he was male after all.
But so far, nothing even remotely interesting.
"Next"
Spike sat their tapping his fingers on the solid oak desk, he wasn't a patient man, and whoever was meant to be next, was taking their sweet time.
"Oh for crying out loud..NEXT!!!!" he roared at the top of his lungs.
A tall leggy brunette sauntered into the office. 'Hmm, not bad at all.' pondered Spike's inner monologue.
There was no hiding it, she was a looker, brown silky hair, tanned skin and legs that went on for days. 'Ok, act cool Spike, I think you've got a winner'.
"Come in, take a seat" Spike offered, in the most polite official voice he could muster.
"Thanks, Im sooo sorry I was late, I met this girl Valerie from school, oh my god, like what a total bitch. We got chatting, turns out her boyfriend dumped her so she's moving out and looking for a new job, HERE of all places. And I was like.nooo.a loser moving in on my territory.nuh uh, it was a major comeback war, I totally won of course, I mean what was she thinking, off the shoulder tops were so last summer. Anyway, problem sorted, my names Cordelia Chase, my dads from Chase Records, I'm sure you've heard of it. I won't have any trouble fitting in, I've worked heaps for my father, which was a bigger office than this! When do I start?"
Spike sat there, stunned..he'd lost track by the second sentence. He only snapped out of his babble induced reverie in time to catch her last sentence. No way, she wasn't the one, he would rather live a thousand deaths than put up with that mouth.
OK.in for the battle. "I'm sorry miss, if I remember correctly, my assistant mentioned something about the job being full. I'm not one to remember these things, but thankyou, we'll contact you if there's another opening."
'Whew.nice work Spikey boy'
Cordelia stood up and extended her hand "Oh, no big, I have heaps of other offers. Say, my friends and I are going to a party tonight, would you like to come, the restaurant is so blasé, but it may be worth it, what do you say?"
'Oh boy'.."Um, I..." Spike stuttered. 'Real smooth, get out of it quick'. "I'm sorry, I have dinner with my wife this evening.but it was lovely to meet you Miss Chase, what a shame, thank you for stopping by." He said in one big breath, as he ushered her too and out the door. Pivoting on one foot, he sauntered back to his chair and slunk into it.
Gathering as much strength as possible, he shouted "Next"!
Almost straight away, in the door materialized a petit blonde. Spike stood up immediately. She was gorgeous, hair pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck, she was wearing a tight fitting black skirt which hugged her curves, and a matching jacket.
Spike was in awe.
"Hi, my names Buffy Summers, I'm here for the job interview."