Part 5
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I woke up earlier this morning to make it to the coffee shop and to work on time. I actually was 10 minutes early.
I even made it a point to talk with Dariah at the front desk.
“Good Morning, Dariah.”
“Morning,” she said, looking me up and down.
I thought I caught a nasty look on the woman’s face. I didn’t even know Dariah so why would she dislike me? I hadn't even spoken more than a handful of words to her.
She leaned forward and balanced her head on her clasped fingers, “So Gen, I’ve seen that you met Jeremy a few times. Isn’t he cute?”
“Jeremy?”
I hadn’t really even thought of him, not with Dominic in all of my thoughts.
I mean, of course, Jeremy was cute... he was more than cute, he was hot, but Dominic was on a whole nother level. He’d probably never even give me the time of day outside of work though.
“Yeah, and I think I’ve heard him talking about you. Like in a good way,” she wagged her eyebrows and grinned.
“Oh, really,” I asked, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks.
“Do you think he likes me?”
Dariah straightened up then looked down at her phone, “There’s only one way to find out.”
Jeremy walked into the building holding a cup holder with two cups of coffee, “Hey, Gen! Did you have coffee this morning?”
I turned to look at Dariah and she looked up, raising her eyebrows.
I turned back to Jeremy, "I actually haven’t. Why do you ask?”
He handed me the coffee in the see-through cup with whipped cream on top which I can only assume is,“--I got you a caramel frappe. I’m pretty sure that’s what most girls drink. I was going on blind faith,” he said as he handed me the cup.
I smiled because that’s exactly what I usually got,” This is perfect.”
We started walking to the elevator, "So how have you been liking the job so far, " he asked as he pressed the up arrow.
I took a sip of my coffee and lied,” Great. It’s been great.”
Luckily the elevator arrived and we stepped in before he got a chance to look at my face to tell if I was lying or not.
“And Mr.Blackstone, how’s he treatin’ ya?”
“Oh, we don’t speak much,” I stated as I watched Jeremy press our numbered buttons, “Or at least we didn’t much yesterday.”
I contemplated asking him to go to lunch with me. Girls do that sort of thing now. I mean, It’s the 21st century, girls can do almost anything.
So I took a deep breath, "Hey, Jeremy? Uh, would you be interested in grabbing lunch with me today?”
He whipped his head to the side so fast I was sure he had to have hurt himself but he replied, “Really? I mean, sure. I’d love to have lunch. Today?”
I chuckled, "Yes today and yes really. Why do you ask?”
He raised his eyebrows, "Well, because I would think you would rather go with--,” the elevator chimed before he could finish so he stepped out and said,” Nevermind. I’ll meet you in the lobby at 12.”
“See you then,” we smiled at each other and the doors closed.
I wondered who he thought I would've rather gone with?
I make it to the office and walk to my desk but today there was quite a large stack of papers on it.
“Good morning, Genevieve. I need all of that information put into the system please. Get as much done as you can before lunch because I have an important work lunch scheduled and I obviously need you to be there,” Dominic says, not looking up from his paperwork.
“But sir, I already had plans for lunch with someone.”
He looked up from the papers on his desk and raised his eyebrows. His eyes raked up and down my figure like they had the day of my interview.
I knew he’d like the light-weight slim fit beige pullover and dark navy pencil skirt that I paired with cuffed open-toe red heels.
I knew this outfit was showing off my full figure like the outfit had the day of the interview. And I knew he liked it.
′He can't keep his eyes off of you’
“Well, you’ll just have to cancel then, won’t you," he stated with a sigh.
I sat down at my desk and powered on the computer, “Yes, sir.”
He cleared his throat, "Who, uh... who were you planning to go to lunch with?”
“Oh, um, I invited Jeremy from the 12th floor.”
′Do I detect a hint of jealousy from the stoic brute over there?′
“Jeremy...,” He took a deep breath and raked a hand through his hair,“...huh. Well, hurry up and get to work, please. ”
Certainly, it wasn’t jealousy. Dominic barely knew me, and I was his subordinate.
“Oh!” I shot up and grabbed the warm cup I had placed on my desk and the white paper bag and walked to Dominic’s desk.
“I almost forgot these.”
I place his coffee cup down and reach into the bag and pulled out a big chocolate muffin and a napkin.
I leaned forward to place the muffin on the napkin, completely aware that my shirt was revealing a bit of the black lace push up bra I had on. I was also completely aware that his eyes were on my impressive cleavage.
I straightened up and pushed my hair behind me, “Where is this business lunch going to be at today?”
His eyes moved down to his desk at the few pieces of paper there, "Some fancy restaurant here in town. This client is important so we want to woo him.”
I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and put on my best submissive voice, “Do you think my outfit is appropriate... for the restaurant. Or is it not professional enough?”
He coughed into his fist, “No Genevieve, your outfit is... fine.”
“Ok, Dominic. Thank you for your input.”
I spun on my heels and sashayed back to my desk, feeling my hips move a little more exaggerated than normal, and knowing that Dom’s eyes were on my backside the whole time.
When I got back to my desk I peeked through my hair just in time to see him avert his eyes back down to his papers.
′He is so yours, girl. Forget that Jeremy kid. You need a MAN, and you need that man.′
Yes, I do.
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