A/N- I apologise for how long it's been since the last chapter, several things including exams, work and a bit of DIY have got in the way... it's taken me ages to work my way through just this chapter. I'll do my very best to get another chapter up soon though. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, they make a massive grin appear on my face whenever i read them :P
Freddie was just leaving his office when he received a text message; he glanced at it and saw it was from Emily. Smiling, he climbed into the back of a cab and gave his address. Finally he turned his full attention to his phone and opened the text message 'WENT TO MEETING. BLUEPRINTS WILL BE COLLECTED IN PERSON IN A FEW WEEKS. WILL LET YOU KNOW MORE AS SOON AS I DO."
Freddie's smile widened as he realised how easily these blueprints could be his, Emily would be trusted as Naomi's PA to look after them, all she needed was to send a copy to him and no one would suspect a thing. He chuckled quietly in disbelief at how simple this was going to be and began typing 'IM IMPRESSED. DAY ONE AND ALREADY YOU HAVE INFORMATION. KEEP IT UP.' He pressed send and settled back comfortably into his chair.
Katie was happily tottering around the flat, trying on different outfits for her date tonight. Danny was just so lush with his gelled hair and amazing dress sense. Plus he was a football player. Danny was much better than her other ex's; he hadn't even been to prison as far as she knew. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang and a small angry redhead storming into the living room.
"What's up Ems?" Katie asked, "Did your first day not go too well?" without waiting for an answer she carried on, "Never mind, I can tell you all about my amazing date tonight his name's…"
"I don't give a shit about your date tonight Katie, for fucks sake, not everything has to be about you! My new boss is a stuck up bitch who needs a slap in the face. Who the fuck does she think she is treating me like a piece of crap on the floor? I'm fucking glad I told her what she's actually like, someone fucking needed to." Emily began to mutter angrily to herself as she searched for the vodka she knew she had somewhere in the kitchen.
"Wait a second Ems, what do you mean you told your new boss what she's actually like?" Katie asked slowly, putting down a potential outfit and finally giving Emily her full attention.
Emily paused her muttering and glanced distractedly at her, "She had a go at me over something that was an accident, so I informed her about what a cold and mean hearted bitch she was…" she trailed off uncertainly as she began to realise what the consequences of her outburst could be, "…. SHIT."
"For Gods sake, you can't even keep a job for a day, now you're going to have to go back to working at Freddie's, stupid." Katie huffed.
Emily had begun to go pale, "No Katie, Freddie got me that job there, I was doing this 'special task' for him." She looked at her sister and gulped, "If I've lost this job he's going to make us pay a lot worse than last time…"
Katie leant back against the sofa for support, her face a mirror of her twins, "But last time resulted in Mom being…" she trailed off reluctant to finish the sentence.
Emily looked down, "I know" she replied quietly.
Naomi still felt off balance when she walked into her office. Normally she wouldn't think twice about outbursts like that from employees, but there was something different about this new PA that she couldn't quite put her finger on. She was different. She'd made her feel guilty for a start and she hadn't felt that emotion for a while.
"Naomi darling, how did the meeting go? Please tell me you didn't scare them off with that scowl you're wearing?" Gina asked, interrupting her thoughts.
Naomi glanced up at her mother, her scowl deepening, "Excuse me? Are you also calling me unprofessional? You might as well finish off insulting me with the fact that I'm also obviously a cold hearted bitch that's evidently going to end up alone, all bitter and twisted."
Gina just stood there looking confused, she hadn't had to deal with an outburst like this from Naomi for a while.
Naomi opened her mouth to continue, "and if we're both honest you don't really have any right to call me unprofessional when you ended up sleeping with one of your own clients only a couple of months ago. It's a bit like the pot calling the kettle black isn't it really?"
"Naomi, that's enough." A quiet, familiar voice warned from the corner. Naomi spun around to glare at Effy. "What are you even doing here?" she demanded angrily.
"It's Monday, our night to go out get absolutely wasted and have a bit of Neffy bonding, remember?" she replied sarcastically, " It appears, however, that tonight shall be spent trying to fix whatever's got you into this little mood."
Naomi let out a deep sigh and visibly deflated, lowering her head she nodded at the ground, "Lead the way." she mumbled waving an arm towards where she had just entered. Effy rose from her chair and sauntered out the room. Naomi followed close behind and shut the door as she left, leaving a bemused Gina all alone in the office, wondering what on earth had just happened.
An hour later, they were both back at Effy's apartment and Naomi was feeling slightly more relaxed, she had finished her first glass of wine and was steadily making her way through a second glass. Effy wandered back into the room and sat on the chair opposite the sofa where Naomi was sat with her legs curled under her.
"So you don't like it when your PA's call you unprofessional?" Effy asked.
Naomi looked up confused, before a look of realisation crossed her. "Don't forget cold and bitter as well." She said with a small smirk, as she took another sip of wine, attempting to cover up her slight embarrassment at the situation.
Effy laughed lightly and gave her a knowing look, "What did you do Naomi?" she asked.
"I may have been an absolute bitch to her today." Naomi admitted." I don't know why, I mean I was stressed this morning because I was going over the details for that meeting, and I snapped at her when she came in, but then after I just don't really get it, but there's just something about her that, I don't even know what though, but she just annoyed me with her bright red hair and her stupid warm brown eyes and she kept making these cute facial expressions and…" she went to ramble on, but Effy interrupted. "So basically you secretly have a crush on her, but as usual you hide from your feelings or any kind of romantic emotions in fact, and act like a complete cock. Nice one Naomi."
Naomi sighed and took another large swig of her wine. "It just surprised me that's all, I mean I've picked people up at clubs and stuff, but I've never had to face the prospect of working with someone I kind of like, well not since, you know."
Effy nodded thoughtfully for a couple of seconds before reaching over to pick up Naomi's laptop, which was on the floor by the sofa.
"What are you doing?" Naomi asked looking completely bewildered.
"Helping you to fix this little mess you seem to have made for yourself. Firstly you need to apologise to her, no buts Naomi, and then you need to make up your mind over whether you're going to maintain a professional relationship with her or drag her to your bedroom and fuck her." Effy replied. She grabbed a receipt and a pen from the coffee table next to her and then proceeded to copy something from the laptop screen onto the back of the receipt. After she had finished she chucked the receipt at Naomi, "You can do part one of that now, go say sorry to her."
Naomi looked at the receipt which had an address scribbled on the back of it. "How did you get this?" she asked.
"You have all your employee's addresses when you're the boss Naomi, now fuck off, go clean up your mess."