When trust is questioned
Chapter 3
Next day
Very early morning.
Angela's alarm clock rings. She gets up and jumps into the shower. ..
… hm what am I going to wear today, maybe not a skirt, but I wanted to wear my red costume . She thinks about it.
And she choose the beautiful red costume, consisting of skirt, blazer and frilly blouse. Paired with red pumps.
... Fits very well to the meeting I have today. But maybe I should staple my skirt to my legs in the presence of Roger. She laughs mentally, but slight goosebumps come over her.
When she has finished showering, styling, putting on make-up and dressing, she goes down to the kitchen.
This time, Tony is already awake. "Good morning Angela" He looks at her sideways
... She looks fabulous... hopefully she didn't rig herself up just for this Roger. "
Good morning Tony" she sits down at the table, Tony pours her coffee.
"And Angela, do you have another meeting today?" Tony asks her.
"yes, I'm curious how they like my text drafts". Angela has a quick drink of her coffee.
"You're in such a hurry again, don't you want to wait for Mona?" Angela looks up at Tony, "no, she's taking the day off today, she must have been away too long yesterday and had fun"... Angela looks slightly annoyed.
"Angela, when are you going to be in something at home today, I'm cooking something special"
"Tony, I don't know yet, I have a lot to do and Mother's work on the side.
"ok Angela, I can heat up the food for you later" He looks slightly worried.
... if it's this Roger why she wants to stay longer at work again... Maybe I should visit her at the agency to get a picture of this guy!
"Fine, thank you Tony, see you tonight.."
" yes, bye Angela".
In the Agency
Angela unlocks the door and turns on the light. She hangs her coat on the cloakroom, there is no one here yet, it is also very early. Angela is gathering everything she needs for her presentation. Look over at Roger's table -very neat and sorted. Very good. Then she sits down at her table.
Time passes, she is very absorbed in her work...
Then there is a slight knock on the door. Angela doesn't even notice this.
"Good morning Angela"
"Yikes..."
Angela suddenly frightened.
All the Papers that she holds in her hand and was about to attach to the flipshard fall to her in fright on the floor.
"Oh Angela, excuse me, I didn't mean to scare you, you were so engrossed in your work that you didn't notice how I came in, I'm sorry. Wait, I'll help you!"
"Good morning Roger, no it´s ok, I'll do it"
Angela is very embarrassed, bends down and wants to pick up the papers, at the same time Roger bends down too and they both bump their heads hard.
"OUCH!" Angela rubs her head and forehead and immediately sits down in the chair.
"Ouch... Oh no, I'm sorry, does it hurt a lot?" Angela narrows her eyes and is still rubbing her forehead.
"Wait a minute"
Roger walks out of the room and comes back quickly to bring her a pack of ice. He puts it on her head and then on her forehead.
Angela looks at him slightly dazed. They both look directly into each other's eyes...
Roger's thoughts are circling... what a great woman…. so beautiful...
You can notice how the air gets thinner. An attraction can be felt.
Angela becomes clearer again. She backs away slightly, very embarrassed.
"Thank you Roger, we should go back to work, it's getting better now!"
"Good, but if something happens, I'm right next door here"
She nods.
Roger goes out and closes the door.
Oh my god...
... What is he supposed to think of me, I behave like a little child, he is my colleague!
3 hours later, the meeting is almost over. Roger is sorting through the files and hears a laugh coming from Angela's office.
The door opens " great, that's how we do it, wonderful idea. Thank you very much for your time, I am really looking forward to working with you Mister Hennes and Mister Grandy"
"Thank you Miss Bower," Mister Grandy replies and shakes her hand. The two gentlemen leave the agency.
Angela smiles very contentedly and goes to the cloakroom.
"So, that was great, went very well, I'll take a break and get a quick Snack!"
Roger looks over at her "oh ok, maybe I can come with you, I'm dying of hunger, there's a nice little café around the corner. It's quite nice to sit there if you have time."
"um… yes shure, I have a little time, the meeting went quickly and well."
Roger smiles at her, he gets up quickly and goes to her "Wait, I'll help you into the coat."
Angela feels this embarrassment again, but this time she doesn't let it show and thanks him with a smile.
When they arrive at the café they enjoy their coffee, Roger has fetched them a sandwich. They talk a little, but only small talk. Angela is completely at work with her thoughts...
The waitress comes and puts the bill in front of both of them. Angela was just about to take the receipt when Roger put his hand on the paper at the same time... They both look at each other as their hands touch...
There it is again, that deep look into the eyes.
However, Angela can't withstand this for long and quickly looks to the side.
She wants to slowly pull out her hand with the receipt, but Roger holds it lightly, Angela looks at him questioningly.
"Alright, I'll pay for it"
"You don't have to, Roger"
"It's all good, I'm happy to do that."
"I'm old school and a gentleman, otherwise that's an insult to me, next time you might be allowed to pay." Roger laughs.
Angela's eyes get a little bigger... next time? OK... What does he mean by that? Does he want to go out to dinner with me ? Angela looks slightly surprised.
Roger's smile seems big, triumphant this time.
They both get up, he helps her back into her coat gentleman-like.
As they go out he runs behind her, lightly grabs her in the back.
Angela doesn't know what to think, on the one hand he is really very sympathetic and polite, on the other hand she feels a discomfort. He's her colleague, and that's only been two days, she doesn't know where the situation is going, but this confuses Angela.
Back at the agency, there is a lot of hard work. Angela doesn't come out of her office for hours.
That's when the phone rings "Bower Agency, Angela Bower here... oh hi Tony, yes it went very well. Thank you. Yes. Oh, I think two more hours. ... Yes, exactly.. no, don't worry, I'll manage to get a train. Ok Tony, that sounds great, ... OK... see you later".
Roger overhears the phone call with ... I wonder how this Tony is in such a mood, why does he call her at work?...
Angela comes out of her room, goes to the filing cabinet and looks for something.
"Excuse me Roger, I'm looking for the bill from 10/20 of Hattie's Wax Soap"...
"Wait a moment... Here you go" He gets up and walks over to her. As he does so, he examines her, lets his gaze wander from bottom to top. Admire her endlessy long legs, her slim waist... her breast... her beautiful fair face and her hair, which falls softly curly over her shoulders.
Roger is lost in thought... Thoughts that go deeper... ...
You can't let a woman like that out of your sight. And I won't! She has an incredible attraction, she knows it. I notice that, I would like to touch her... everywhere... feel her...
He takes a deep breath ...
…this Tony is bothering me, he's annoying me, what does he want from her...
Angela looks at him, "Roger... everything alright?" Roger feels easily caught, but keeps his cool.
"Oh, yes Angela all good, my head hurts slightly from the collision".
"One more hour and it's done for todayI, think then it's done for today and we can go home relaxed".
Angela turns around and walks back to her office.
Roger goes to his table, a big grin on his lips. Not really laughing, but considerably.
His male face is now deep, a little darker, a little more grim….
Harder facial features are now emerging...
We'll see... he thinks to himself... His smile lingers on his face.