Chapter Three: The New Girl In Town

Tommy was out by the pool, when he saw Ken appear with a female following closely behind. As they approached, he looked past Ken easily to study the new girl. Her curvy figure was hugged by a pin striped skirt, and a black button down shirt. She held the matching jacket in her arms. He looked down to her feet and saw she wore pin striped cone heels with an open toe. Her toenails were pained a vibrant lime green, and his eyes quickly traveled back up from her toes to her legs. Her wonderfully long, satin smooth legs. Images overcame his mind, and were only interrupted by Ken blocking light source, and he scowled at Ken.

"Tommy!" Ken said cheerfully. "Tommy, this, is our new girl, Natalia Ramirez!"

Tommy stood from his lounge chair to greet her. He couldn't help but stare into her deep brown eyes, and his gaze wondered down to her full lips, and even down a little further to her ample bosom. She cleared her throat, and extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Vercetti."

"Hi," he stammered out, shaking her hand.

"Tommy, can you believe it! Tommy, I saw the organization this girl does, and woo! Is she a trip. Tommy, she could have everything in order, and I mean everything, within a matter of just days." Ken sat down where Tommy was previously sitting, ranting some more while he started to sip on a fruit drink provided by one of Tommy's servants.

Natalia looked at Ken, while Tommy was deciding how to make a smooth move.

"Why don't we go take a walk?" he said to Natalia, which broke her stare at Ken.

"Uh, sure," she agreed, then turned on her heel as Tommy passed her.

They started to walk down to the boat dock, and Natalia took in the beautiful sights.

"Wow, you just don't see this in Liberty City," she said lightly as they walked.

"I saw that you worked in Liberty." She nodded. "For how long?"

"A few years. It wasn't an extraordinary job. Just something I did to keep up supporting myself. You know, in a school where everyone wanted to be, it did get kind of crazy at times."

"Yeah," Tommy chuckled. "I can only imagine. What, uh, what did you do there?"

"Well, I was the one who kept track of all the enrollments and drop outs."

"Bet there was more drop outs than enrollments," Tommy said, smiling. His heart warmed as she smiled back, flashing her pearly white perfect teeth. He cleared his throat trying to concentrate. "So, uh, you new here?"

"Yeah, I just flew into town a few weeks ago. I've been surviving on the little bit of money I had saved up. When my funds finally ran out, I applied for the first job I came across."

"Lucky me then," Tommy said, smiling once more. They were at the edge of the boat dock, when Natalia pulled off her shoes, and held the back of her skirt in place as she sat down. Her feet emerged into the cool water. She looked up at him.

"Sit." She patted the warm cement next to her. He did, sitting Indian style, next to her. They talked until the sun was going down, neither one of them paying any mind to the time. "So, Mr. Vercetti, I guess you just about run this town."

"You could say that, sure." A smile formed on his face, and she studied him intensely. He was very attractive, and had well defined features. He had a head full of straight, jet black hair, sideburns to match and had a scruffy shadow of a beard. Lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed him stand up at first. "Would you like something to eat?" he asked, holding his hand out in assistance to help her stand up.

She took his hand, stood and straightened herself out. "Well," she thought over, slipping her heels back on. "I suppose a snack would do me some good."

Tommy smiled, and lead her into the house where he asked his head chef to start to prepare a meal. They were standing at the kitchen island when Tommy turned to her and asked her what she felt like eating.

"Something light. It's been a long day, and when I get home, I just want to go right to sleep." She paused and thought for a moment. Her car. Her old, rust bucket car. That man had smashed into it. How was she to get home? "Oh, shoot!" she exclaimed as she stomped her foot into the marble flooring. Tommy looked at her, eyebrow raised.

"Something wrong?"

"My car. It's at the printing press. That man crashed into it."

Tommy looked around, then left out a sliding door to the backyard. It was silent for a moment, but Natalia soon heard the voice of Ken, and Tommy threw him on the kitchen floor. Ken appeared dumbfounded as he got up and brushed himself off.

"Apologize," Tommy ordered. Without even giving Ken a change to part his lips, he yelled out, "Apologize now!"

"Hey, I – I'm sorry. I – I didn't mean. You know, it was just a thing." Tommy pushed him out of their sight, and he went stumbling into a different room.

Natalia had sat on a stool at the kitchen island, and Tommy sat next to her, head in hands.

"I'm sorry, he can be a real moron sometimes."

"It's okay," Natalia reassured. "I just have to save to get another one. Not like that one was a prize or anything."

"Tell you what, why don't I give you an advanced pay?" Tommy offered.

"Oh, that's quite nice of you, Mr. Vercetti, but I don't think I can – "

"It will be my treat."

Plates of food had been placed in front of them. Natalia nibbled on hers, watching Tommy. She was fascinated by how he moved. And with every motion, she could feel his exquisite scent. She had never been so taken over by a scent before in her life. She sensed he noticed her watching, so she looked down at her barely picked at plate.

"Mr. Vercetti – "

"Please, call me Tommy."

" … Tommy, I think I'll be on my way now. Thanks for dinner." She hastily grabbed up her suit jacket and walked away from Tommy toward the front doors faster than Tommy could take in.

Is she serious? Tommy thought. And why do I feel so compelled to her? He chased after her, just barely getting to her as she walked down the stairs outside. Even the clicks of her heels as she went down each step enticed him.

"Wait up," he called out. His hand lightly grasped her wrist, and she jerked back as if she had been electrically shocked. He felt her stare burn into his flesh. "I just wanted to let you know that you'll be doing work here tomorrow. I'm going to get one of my guys to take you home." He fought back the strong urge to plant a kiss on her lips.

She stared into him even more deeply. "Thank you, Mr. Verce – Tommy."

He watched her walk off with one of his men to a limo, and was entranced by her legs as she stepped in it. Regretfully, he watched the limo drive off with her in it. Somehow he knew... He knew she was the one.