Fierce Love

Jazmin-After the interview

Jazmin

Well, I guess that could have gone a little better. I don't know why I said what I did, I doubt if I am getting the promotion now. Hell, he will probably just fire me. I guess I deserve it, I don't know why I lost control. I think he is an a**, and he acts like the world owes him something. I don't think Mikal thought about this before he acted. Well, I'll just go back to my desk and act like I didn't just blow my chance at a promotion.

I reach my desk, and Mikal comes out of his office. He looks at me with a look I can't decipher. He tells me to come into his office. I don't know what's going on, but I guess I'll find out soon enough. I go into his office and wait till he tells me I can sit. I learned not to sit until he says you can. So, I keep waiting, but he just keeps looking at me. I'm getting nervous now. He never acts like this. I get ready to speak, and before I even get a sound out, he says to me," You got the promotion." I almost faint on the spot.

After I gather my wits, I look at Mikal and ask if he is sure and didn't make a mistake. He just looks at me and smirks, then says," You're probably going to wish it was a mistake." Then he tells me to gather my things and head upstairs. I apparently am starting today. I just nod and leave. I gather my things from my desk and head to the elevator to go upstairs. My heart is pounding so hard that I feel like it's going to bust out of my chest. Why would Mr. Carmada had given me the promotion, especially after I talked to him that way. I guess I'll find out soon, one more floor and then I'll be there.

I walk off the elevator with my box of stuff and look around for someone to help me. I see no one, I see an empty desk beside double doors and sit my box down. I wait a minute or two, and then I knock tentatively on the double doors. I hear a booming voice say," Come in," and I walk in and stop in my tracks. In front of me is my boss, half naked and sweaty, doing push-ups on the floor.It is a beautiful sight, his muscles glistening with sweat, it has me panting. I swallow, then clear my throat, and ask quietly," Is that my desk out there by the doors?" He looks at me, eyes dark as night and with no emotion. He says to me very slowly," No, it will be in here with me, over there in the corner, facing me." I'm not sure why, but I am not looking forward to this at all. Why would he want me in here with him?