I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaack !
Hope u forgive me. I'm really really sorry for being away this past week, but I was traveling and it was college stuffs, so...
Bu hope u enjoy this chaprter, ok ?!
Punctually,the four and a half p.m, the architect Sam Evans was present in the law firm where Ms. Jones worked.
Funny was how he counted the minutes to arrive to that place ... He felt an immense anxiety which was denounced by the sweat from his hands and the shiver due to the fear of what could happen in a wrong way.
- Hello. - He said calmly as stop in front of a table where a blond woman dressed in red worked.
He has entered the agency doing the bell above the door shudder. What drew attention of the few people who still were ending the workday. Then he walked through the corridor between the tables and saw about four guys working on their computers ... At the end of the room met the young blond girl with white skin.
- I have an appointment with Ms. Jones.
- Oh ... Of course. – The girl withdrew her glasses and stood up slowly. - You must be Mr Samuel. – Stretched out her hand. – I am Rebecca. – Smiled. – Ms. Jones is in a meeting with Mr Abrams, but she must be coming soon – she walked, guiding him to the room of the lawyer. – You can wait here within, she probably won't delay. - Sam smiled and entered the room.
- Thank you. - Smiled at her gently and left her closed the door.
At the first step he thought who could be that Mr. Abrams. He thought that could be a lord who was almost 60 years old and who had the most high role in that company. However, his thoughts were cut when he sat in front of that table from where came a delicious smell of lavender. That, for a few moments, calmed his nerves and he quickly closed the eyes in an attempt to enjoy better that feeling.
On the outside of the room Mercedes walked on their haigh heels while was reading some documents.
- Miss Jones, the customer whom I spoke earlier have already arrived. I let him in your room. – Rebecca surprised her quickly, but the lawyer had eyes only for those papers.
- Oh, great. Thank you very much. – Then opened the door with one hand. – Oh, good afternoon. – She smiled. – Forgive me for leave you waiting ... – Sam stood up still with his back to the woman.
That voice...
- It was a very important meeting and ... – Mercedes was excusing herself as walking toward her chair without peel off the eyes of the papers that were in her hands. When, then stretched out her hand to the boy and looked at his eyes, froze. – Oh, if it is not the boy rushed and rude who gave me a push at the beginning of the week ... Came to apologize ? – Was sarcastic and saw him twist his face.
-You. – He laugh and saw her raise an eyebrow. – Now is explained all this angry mood... – Sat relaxing his back in the chair and watched Mercedes leave the documents which was in her hand.
- If you didn't come to excuse yourself, came to do what ? Because, as you can see I am very busy to deal with a young rude guy who even knows from where start the life. – Mercedes spoke fast, without thinking in extreme sarcastic way.
- "Young rude guy that even knows from where start the life." - Sam repeated the words as pucker the frown and maintained an calmly expression thought. - You really has a strong personality, - concluded finally – but I don't think it gives you the right to insult me in this way. – Said lifting the chair and putting the hands which were closed on the table.
He looked seriously at Mercedes. A look that conveyed the feeling of the warmth of a fireplace, but at the same time extremely rager. With this, Mercedes felt her mouth dry and was unable to think. Then she saw Sam take a deep breath.
- Let's start again. – He shookes his head to clear his thoughts and stretched out his right hand. – Sam. Actually, Samuel – made a pause - Evans.
Mercedes looked at boy's hand and then to his face. Hesitant, she surrendered herself.
- Mercedes Jones. – Finally granted him that compliance.
At the moment when they exchanged that touch, felt, again, the shock. The same that had reached them a the restaurant's door. Mercedes felt some cold air in her body: and the backbone of Sam has cooled off. It was when they finally realized how large was the time that their hands were together, and quickly, they set them free, and then sit down.
- What you, wants from me? – Mercedes asked trying to keep the ethics.
When she did that question, she felt her spine burn because of the look she received from Sam.
Quickly Sam thought about pull those clothes off and ... Well, couldn't think nothing moreover, he decided to cut those crazy thoughts out. He barely knew that woman. Then he flashed stronger and the saw her, impatient, wait for na ansewr; and after stutter he simply spoke:
- Hm, your services ?! – He said insecure. Seemed not be thinking very well.
- Oh, this is a little obvious doesn't it ? - She answered without patience, after rifling through the eyes. Received a half-smile from Sam and without understanding what he wanted to say, she continued. – You has some specific case? Is being accused of something? I need to know what you want.
This time Sam was stronger about the intonation of that woman and thought better before answer.
- Oh ... – He seemed to have come out of a trance. – No, no ... I have just opened an office here in New York. I work as na architect. – At that moment Mercedes raised her eyebrow and smiled surprise. – For two years now. – He add finally. – Well ... another architect, who is also my friend, thought I should have a lawyer to help me with all the bureaucratic things of my work. Another friend then pointed me your name.
- Hm ... – Now she seemed convinced while was thinking. – This friend of yours? The one who indicated me?!
- Noah. Noah Puckermann. – She doesn't seem to remember. – You were one of the lawyers involved in the society of academies which his take part ... In Los Angeles.
- Oh, yeah... Noah Puckermann. How could I forget?! - She finally recalled while saying that name quietly.
Sam didn't understand very well what she wanted to say with that sentence, but perhaps it was only his imagination disturbing him. – Then ... Will you help me ?! – He asked with a look of child and saw her bending forward and putting the elbows on the table.
- I cannot do anything now. You must bring me the case. Do you have something pending at the time ?
- No, i don't. - He replied simply.
- Great. Then when you receive more recoveries which ones you find disturbing or problems in the office's infrastructure, problems with customers ... whatever, problems that you cannot solve on your own, bring them to me! – She said convinced of what she was doing and he, for one minute, let his eyes shine admiring the smooth skin of her face.
When Mercedes noticed Sam's glaze eyes, she frowned and thought about ask what was wrong. It was when he realized how hypnotist he was, so he divert his gaze instantly and pretended think for a moment.
- So... This is it ? – Asked as turned his eyes to Mercedes' face.
- It seems so, it isn't it ?! – She said normally with stiff shoulders.
- So ... – He stood up slowly. – It was a pleasure to do business with you. – Sam seemed to measure the words slowly before extend a hand.
Mercedes frowned once more when she heard that expression and couldn't avoid laugh inside herself. Then she stood up too and shaked the hand Sam had extended and forced a smile.
- See you then. – He also forced a smile which hid his teeth. Then he turned and walked up to the door.
- See you. – She said as soon as the boy left the room.
That's it for now.
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See ya in the next chapter :*