Irish Gem

carrying a hangerover

Emily's POV.

We made it in good time for work. Having wine still coursing through our vains put an extra step in our walk today. We cheaked in at reception and headed for the elevator. Thank goodness we were the only three on the left cause roisin said the smell of alcohol would have killed you in here. I thought if anyone was on the left with us, I would blame her on it. We made it to our designated floors in one piece. The left doors opened on my floor. And I met with a smiling lacey.” Good morning,” I said with an overenthusiastic smile. She could see right through me.” So you found Mc flanigans,” she asked. I wept my hair round in shock. What, how does she know? I looked at her suspiciously.” I don't know what you mean” I said all professionally on my second day.

She burst out laughing and showed me my i********:. “Holy ****” I said a bit too loudly.” s**t I need to delete that stuff.” I said a bit lower. And looking round over my shoulder. To make sure nobody else was in the hall with us. As she continued laughing at me, “that's not funny. What if they asked me to piss in a cup?” With that, she laughed even more. After Lacey had composed herself, she said she would leave me a fresh sample of pee if I needed it. Well, that was it. We were both laughing ourselves sore. When we heard a cough coming from behind us **** I thought and turned around slowly.

“Morning Mr O'Connell” I said with a toothy smile. “Coffee Sir.” He looked at us, staring us up and down as if we were on drugs. Close it was wine. He then said “Come with me please”. I tried to stay two large steps behind him so as not to smell me and followed him outside my office. When he stopped, he raised his eyebrows to indicate to me to open the door. Yes, I have the key. Oh, please tell me I put the same bra back on. Talk about luck. There was the key looped in the ring of my bra. so not to embarrass Daniel again, I turned around and removed it from my bra strap. “Right. Here you go, boss, all over it” I said as I turned the key in the door and opened it. I let him go in front of me. I knew if I went past me, he couldn't smell the wine from me. “So how about that coffee” I said without even waiting for an answer.

I went into the kitchen and put on the kettle, pulled out three cups for coffee. I know I'm going to need a hell of a lot of this today to get me through. I returned to my office to find Daniel looking at my notes on the table. When I take notes, it looks more like doodles. With new ideas and imagination that are running through my head. I scribble them down, and it looks like I have paid no attention to anything, but I understood my own work. He looked me in the eyes and asked. “So is this what you do all day doodling?” **** you mate those are great ideas, I thought. I smiled and said, “look closer.” He looked me hard in the eyes and looked back at the notes. On the table. As he flipped through the pages, his eyebrows went up, and a smirk went across His kissable face. i can't be thinking like that right now.

While I was looking at him. Looking at my notes, I couldn't help but think why such a young man has so much facial hair. Of course, I didn't think it. I had to say it. Of course, I did. “What's the craic with all the facial hair,” He looked up at me with a confused look. “What do you mean? Do you think it's funny or fun?” He replied. What does he mean? I think it looks funny, I wondered. Oh, I asked him what the craic was. Oh, I have to correct myself. “Sorry. I mean. Craic can mean anything, I just meant. Why do you have so much facial hair for such a handsome face.” I replied, “So you think, me handsome?” He smirks.

Hey mate, if you think you're gonna make me blush, you have something coming. I don't blush for no one, i thought. “I do have eyes, you know, I can clearly see that you're handsome.” Making him go slightly red in the face. “I just wanted to know if you had some like birthmarks or scars that you're covering up.” I raised my eyebrows as to say you're not getting a rise out of me, big lad. He blushed slightly, looking away from me and back to my notes. “So you're not gonna answer me, OK, sorry, I asked, that's cool.” Looking away from him and around the room as if this weird silence. And then he answered.

“I'm 27, and I look 22. When I shave, I feel people see me more of a man and not of a boy with a beard. No scars, no birthmarks. I am just trying to look older so that I am taken more seriously within the business world.” He finished saying smart answer, “I'm glad I asked. Thank you for being honest with me.” “Anytime” he said, looking back to my notes. “Can you go over this with me and see if I can put them on some software program and see if we can play about with it? There are some good ideas.” Daniel said to my surprise. “Sure, no problem” I said

Daniels Pov

It was 5:25 on Wednesday evening. EM had been in her office the whole day. She had already put me in my place. Lacey laughed so hard she cried and took into a new contract without lifting her head if she was actually working or drawing. I wanted to see what she was doing, but it was home time. She got up from her table, grabbed her bag, and walked out of the office. I just waited to see if she even closed the door. She does so, and I hand her a key. Normally, it's just my office that is locked, but I have to meet my sister in 10 minutes, so I didn't have time to put the customers folder away. So I just give eM the key to lock it away in her office. When she took the key from me, what she did next made me embarrassed.

She hooked her finger around her red bra strap and worked the key ring round the hook on her bra. I have never seen a woman be so carefree and cool as a cucumber. Usually, women did things like this to me while licking their lips and trying to be all sexy and get my attention. But what she was doing was completely sexy. With no effort. I was blushing. We walked towards Lacey, and she looked from me to EM and back to me with a smile. Then, they both stared at me with confusion. I then realized I was red in the face. What the hell? I turned towards the elevator. I said “goodnight, ladies.”

I went to meet with my sister Ruby at Pete's cafe for a quick catch-up while the kids were at judo classes. It was our weekly thing. “Hey big bro. How's the new intern.” she asks, Wait, how did she know? As if reading my thoughts, she said “I phoned earlier. Some girl Emily answered.” “She didn't tell me you called.” I cut her off. “I got cut off before I could even say who I was. Then I forgot to call you back,” she finished. “So, what were you calling me for?” getting her to finish her conversation. “Oh yeah, Mom and Aunt Pearl are coming into town next Friday. Can they stay with you? They want to go shopping and do the city stuff.” she added. “I'll have to check my diary, but I'm sure they can manage on their own if I'm busy.”

We ordered some coffees and while we were killing time. “So the intern. What's the deal sounds, Irish or Scottish?” she inquires, “Northern Irish, man. She's hard to understand.” I said she laughed. “They are all hard to understand.” she added. I spent the next hour telling her about her pulling me up on my manners, not making sense when she talked and embarrassed me with her bra before leaving. Ruby thought she sounded brilliant and couldn't wait to meet her. I didn't think that would happen anytime soon, I thought.

I kissed Ruby on the cheek when she left to pick up my niece and nephew from Judo. Thomas and Tanya were my twin 7 year old niece and nephew. My sister was married 10 years. She didn't think she could have kids. But with IVF, she got twins. Ruby is 10 years older than me. And has always been my rock. She always says what she thinks and will be on my back and call whenever I need her. The same goes for me.

The next morning. Arrived at the office at 6:45 Like every morning. I went to go over yesterday's work. That I had left behind so I could go and meet with my sister Ruby early. Then I went to look for the file for tonight's meeting with our new clients but remembered I had given it to EM and locked it in her office. I had a spare key, but I didn't want to go to her office on her second day. So I continued to work away on other customers when I heard someone say. “Holy **** “ at the front desk. I walked down to find Lacey and Emily in fits of Giggles. What is with these women for laughing all the time. I cough slightly. They stop laughing, not making me insecure at all.

“Morning, Mr. O'Connell” Em said with a toothy smile, “coffee, Sir,” she asked while taking a step back. “Come with me, please.” I said, not wanting to pull up about my manners as we walked to Em’s office. I looked at her to see if she had the key or not. She looked like she was thinking and smiled. Was she wearing the same bra from yesterday?

Before I knew it, she turned her back to me and removed the key from her bra, and turned back to me with a smile. She opened the office door and stood back to let me go in first. OK. So as I walked in, she said Something about coffee and turned and walked away. I walked around her desk to see what she was writing the night before. All there was on her note pad with doodles on it. “What's this” I asked when she returned. Was she doodling all day, but she made me look closer at her notes. There were different ideas in different ways with notes in the corners saying ‘billboard’, ‘public bus transport,’ ‘social media,’ different ideas and the images for the brand we would be marketing. “What's the craic with the facial hair” she said?

That did not make any sense. Did she just say my beard was funny looking? I asked her. She looked confused, but without correcting her question, she rephrased it. “Sorry. I mean, craic can mean anything, I just meant. Why do you have so much facial hair for such a handsome face.” I replied, “So you think, me handsome?" What a cocky *** I was being. Without missing a beat, she said “I do have eyes, you know, I can clearly see that you're handsome.I just wanted to know, do you have any scars or birthmarks?" Whoa, she didn't even take a minute to think how inappropriate she was being. I wasn't going to answer her as I found it none of her business. But I couldn't help but feel at ease with her. Then she said “fine, don't tell me it's cool. None of my business.”

I find it refreshing and answered her truthfully. I was concerned about my baby looks not getting enough respect. Within my company, being the CEO at the age 23 years old didn’t always go to plan. So I had to man up and grow a beard. It just made me look older and feel more powerful within my role. I felt my cheeks going red. Why does this woman make me blush? I am the confident one. Why has she got the upper hand of me? I turned my attention back to her notes. I would really like to play about with these and see how they look on the graphic software. Looks like she has some great ideas.

Emily's POV.

“OK, so we have a meeting in the conference room in 20 minutes. I'm going to get some guys from graphic design and the art department and have a brainstorming session.” Daniel said while leaving my office. s**t my sweat was expiring, and if I licked myself, Im sure I could have got drunk again. What the hell? How was I going to get this day over with. So, back in the kitchen, I finished making the coffees grab myself and expresso from the posh coffee machine. **** That is disgusting, and it's damn hot, but I need it the most. After 20 minutes, the guys from the graphic and art department showed up with their laptops and their art pads. Old school, I thought.

We all met in the conference room. I kept myself at a near window and realized it doesn't open ‘crap. Daniel came in and introduced me to two guys. One was called Tommy. He was 25, and the other guy called Brandon, who was the same age as Daniel. As they acted like old friends, I think they were very familiar with each other. After four hours of brainstorming, I pulled some of my ideas from my notepad, and it was looking good. Then I didn't know where my stomach was at, and it made a large grumble. **** I was hungry. Thankfully, it was my stomach and not my *** that made the noise, so I was not embarrassed. Daniel called. Lunch. I practically ran out of the building and across the road to the subway. I needed soakage, Baddly. Thankfully, there were only four people in front of me. Once it came my turn, I ordered a footlong BMT with everything on it. Southwest sauce, a bowl of meatballs and a box of nachos. God, I was hungry. With a large Fanta orange, I grabbed my food and found a table. I got stuck in. Halfway through my footlong, Sean came running in. the queue was 10 deep now. So, he came straight over to me. And grab the other six inches off my sandwich. And started to munch it down.

“Oy fecker, that's mine.” I shouted at him. “Clear off Bich you owe me. After all the wine you drank on me last night” he snapped back. “Oh, **** was that yours?” He nodded. “Fine, hope you choke.” We both laughed, and we gobble our subway. The southwest sauce running down my chin who cares, I thought, I need every bit of it while I tried to lick my face and sucks down my Fanta. “So how did your night go?” I asked Sean. “Oh wonderful, if you count me walking in on dumdick sucking dick.” Well, **** me my mouthful of Fanta went spraying across Sean face.

I thought I was going to die. Sean was not happy about me spraying my Fanta orange and my spit all over him. But Oh my God, did I laugh and laugh so loud that all the other lunchers in the cafe were looking at me. Sean just took my nachos and say “I deserve these after you just spread me b***h.” Yes, he did. My goodness, he made my day. But when I think about what he witnessed, I started to feel sick.

I headed back to the office, feeling so much better about my hangover. I returned to the conference room, and Daniel, Tommy, and Brandon were finishing the rest of their lunch. “Where did you go? We ordered in,” said Brandon. “Sorry I was so hungry. I just grabbed a subway.” I said, just realizing I spent $22.00 on my lunch that Sean ate half off. I was not happy.

After a full morning, the guys they were more relaxed Brandon and Daniel were acting like old friends and getting on like human beings and asking me about myself, Brandon was really easy going and I find Daniel Distant and quiet, Tommy just smiled and enjoyed the crack. At 4:30 , we spent the last 2 1/2 hours finalizing the new ideas. “Right Em I think it's time for you to head home and get ready. I'll pick you up around 6:30” Daniel said to me. What, why? Where am I going? I thought, but before I could answer, Daniel looked at my blank face. "We have dinner tonight with the new clients. It's time to bring your ideas to the table." He answered without even me asking the question.

"s**t, I forgot.” I blurted out the guys, just chuckled. I just cleaned up my work away and said, “do you want my address?” Daniel replied. “I own the apartment block. I know where you live.” Feeling a bit shocked. (I don’t know why. He is loaded) I just looked at him with my eyebrows raised and said “OK then see you later.”

I left and called an Uber. I knew I couldn’t manage the trip home, get ready, and still be standing at the door for 6:30 PM. I go into the flat and with no time to spare. I quickly showed, shaved, and pulled out a sexy fitter red dress that went to my knees and didn't show too much cleavage. After I had dried my long brown hair, run the straighteners through it and put a little makeup on. I was pulling on my black Stellato heels on when the buzzer went. “I'm coming” I shouted into the mic, I ran down the stairs. With my clutch bag, with only my phone, bank card, my lipstick, and key in it. I didn't need it, but I grabbed my black blazer s***h jacket. To make myself more professional looking. Daniel was sitting in the car in the back seat. While his driver opened the door for me. This is new, I like it.

I hopped in the back. I sat back feeling refreshed and ready for business. When I looked at Daniel eyeballing me, I stared at him. To show him that he was caught out checking me out, then his eyes make a connection with mine. I smiled and said, "Enjoying the view." he blushed, and I burst out laughing. Don't get me wrong, this guy was hot, and I mean sexy hot, but I have no intentions of sleeping with my boss or anyone for that matter. I am here to enjoy my years working, drinking, and sightseeing. And no man was going to get in my way. One year and one year in UCD to finish my Masters degree. And then I want to be sitting pretty in my own office one day. So, as long as I keep my head out of the gutter and focus on what I'm doing, I'll be doing alright.

When Daniel realized what he was doing, he swallowed and answered. “Not bad, not bad at all.” This boy is coming on quick, I thought. I laughed again and said “Mr. O'Connell, please remember the office rules. No in-house relationships.” He did not look happy at my comment. I do like to tease, but he looked cross. I just said “Relax. I'm only joking you. I hope you know I am professional, and I can carry myself well. Please don't take my banter to heart.” I give him a smile and watch him, relax a bit.