Truly Your's

The Bad Day

Waking up the next day. The sun was shining through my window. Making a blanket of light that covered my floor. Memory's of my meeting with Mr. Quinn filled my mind.

How can someone be so annoyingly repulsive as he is?

No matter I'll work fast to get this project done. Then I won't need to deal with Mr. Weirdo again. Now I know two men I just wanna strangle. Director Allen and Blain quinn. Stupid thou shall not kill commandment.

Looks like I better get ready for work. Can't make myself late so I don't need to go to Director Allen's office. Hell I have a feeling the dream of not going to his office will be short lived.

" I need a shower " I thought out loud. I walked to the bathroom turning the warm water on. Then stepping in the song lasting lover by James Arthur was playing on my phone that I had sitting on the sink. So I decided to sing along and dancing to the words.

"I don't wanna let go let go"

" Cause I've been tryna hold on for so long'"

"I feel like I'm lost with out a trace"

"Take my heart and run away"

" She said I been look---"

BOOM! " OUCH" I screamed. As I slipped on the soapy shower floor. Hitting my right eye off the shower rack. Then falling out of the shower landing on the bathroom floor. I got up feeling a bit dizzy. I must of hit my head heard I thought. Looking in the mirror above the sink. I looked at my right eye.

" What I'm already getting a black eye?!" I screamed. This is just great there's no way I can his this. Just my luck what else can go wrong? Nope don't ask that Blake or your will jinx yourself.

After I was fully ready for work. I walked out to my car. And wouldn't you know it it won't start. " The hell is wrong with today already?" I screamed my question I had in my head out loud. I leaned my head against my steering wheel. " Now I have to take a taxi so unfair"

I walked out to the edge of the street. Thankfully there was a taxi there. The taxi was about to pull away. But I waved and caught it just in time.

" Fields Real Estate Company on 11th street please." I asked the taxi drive " sure thing hope in" the taxi driver replied. I got in the taxi silently waiting to get to work. Maybe I can ask Jessica for a ride home?

What felt like a eternity later i heard the taxi drive say " hear you are that will be $33.50"

I nodded handing him a 50 " keep the change Sir" I told him as I got out the back.

I walked in through the front door. I seen Jessica waiting at the elevator.

" Blake there you are." She paused looking up at my right eye" WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?! " She screamed her question. God this is embarrassing.

" I fell while in the show hit my eye right off my shower rack. Then fall out of the shower Laning on the bathroom floor. So please say no more I'm already embarrassed." I said to Jessica while looking at the ground. Trying to cover my right eye." And thats not all my car wouldn't start I had to take a cab to work. It's just not my day" I added

Both Jessica and I walked on to the elevator when the doors closed " Hey Jess you mind giving me a ride home?" I asked Jessica who returned a smile. " You know me of course I'll give you ride" she cheered. " Thank you you don't know how much I appreciate you " I commented.

After arriving to our floor. We both stepped off making our way to our desk. Due to my new project I have. And my first initial meeting with the client at 1:00. I have nothing to do till then. So let's read some more. "Ms. Moore my office if you will" Director Allen yelled. Well guess not I knew the dream. Of not going to his office would be short lived.

" On my way Sir" I yelled already feeling my nerves kicking in to high gear. So here I am the same repetitive situation. Taking each step reluctantly to Chubby boy's office.

" Good morning Director Allen" I said trying to sound cheery.

" Please sit" Director Allen said pointing to the same chair once again. Like last night I did as I was told taking a seat in the chair.

" So our client Mr. Quinn called" Director Allen strated the conversation. Mr. Quinn called this can't be good. " He was not to impressed with you last night" Director Allen added. And there it is now I'm to blame. Oh goodie what wonderful news on such a glorious day.

" What the hell happened last night" Director Allen demanded. " Sir Mr. Quinn was telling me he requested me because I'm beautiful. I found it unprofessional" I stated hoping I made my point.

" Okay so what you couldn't take the compliment. And decided to disrespect our client!?" The Director asked screaming his question. " Sir just because he is our client don't me I should have to deal with everything he said last night." I commented.

" I don't care what you think. From now on just act like another pretty face." Director Allen demanded me. Really act like another pretty face. Hehe fine you want me to act that way Chubby boy. Then I'm going to have some fun with this one.

" Yes Sir I apologies. I'll apologies to the client when we meet at 1:00" I told the Director.

" Good now get out" Chubby boy demanded.

Oh here we go they want me to act like a pretty face. I can do that but he didn't say I can't enjoy Mr. Quinn's suffering. Oh the joy this project will bring.

I got back to my desk. Siting there at my desk was a bouquet of flowers. With a small not attached to the side that read.

Dear Ms. Moore

I'm excited to begin working with you. I can't wait to see what excitement working with you on my project brings. Getting to work with such a beauty is a honor.

I hope you enjoy your day see you at 1:00.

Truly your's

Your client Mr. Blain Quinn.

What the hell is this is he trying to mock me now? Sending me flowers like this. Yeah this man was definitely dropped on his head as a child.

" Awe someone sent you flower" Jessica said in a cheery voice. " No not someone more like something sent me flower" I commented.

" Ha does it say who they are from" Jessica asked. " Yes from Blain Quinn"I added

" WHAT!?" Jessica screamed. Yet again everyone looked in our direction. This is so embarrassing. How could this man do such a think. Does he have no shame?

" They are from Blain Quinn my client" I commented. " Girl I knew he would like you" Jessica cheered an clapped. She has no idea about this lunatic of a man. What is he going to be a stocker now or something.

I sat there leaning my forehead on the edge of my desk. " Likes like you made a good impression" Jessica states. But she couldn't be more far from the truth in her over stated comment.

Please lord get me through today. I mean how can my day go so wrong? Let's start from the beginning. I hit my eye off my shower rack then fell out my shower. My car wouldn't start so I had to take a taxi. I was called to Director Allen's offices and yelled at about last night. Now Mr. Quinn sends me flower probably just to mock me. Can it go anymore wrong?

"Ms.Moore come back to my office" Director Allen yelled. Hahaha I spoke to soon it's about to get worse. What does chubby boy want now? Hehe I think I might actually go insane. Haha yay go team insanity. Blake calm yourself young one. You can do this just smile and wave I thought to myself

" Yes Sir on my way" I yelled from my desk. Here we go the same repetitive walk.

Please please please don't lose you s**t Blake. I thought in my head while walking to Director Allen's office.

When I got to his office. Director Allen was pointing at the chair yet again. So I took my seat waiting for the Director to say something.

" I notice when you came to my office the first time. That you have a black eye" Director Allen pointed out . " What happened?" He asked.

And there it is the most fated question of the day. He just had to ask me that.

" I fell this morning taking a shower nothing serious." I replied quickly trying to make this conversation as fast as possible.

" Hmm I was starting to wonder if I had to hurt someone for hitting my girl" Director Allen stated. What does he mean his girl? I'm not his girl. Is he another man with no shame? What's with all the men around me? I need to let him pound this in his head I'm not his girl.

" Sir please I'm not your girl you need to stop." I said holding back my built up anger. He just laughed shaking his head. " Oh stop playing hard to get" he told me. Just like yesterday said I'm playing hard to get really? I'm not playing hard to get. Its actually because you get get me.

" Sir please stop" I commanded as I stood up from the chair. " I'm going back to my desk. If there is nothing professional or work related you have to say" I told him walking out of his office. I heard him say " Mmmm feisty" as I walked out.

Time seemed to move by fast. I have a hour till the meeting. I grabbed the project file "Now where am I to meet him again?" I asked myself looking through the file. Yes here i need to meet him in " Wait his room in his hotel?" I screamed in my head. You have got to be kidding me? Of all please why there?

The hotel is forty five minutes from here so looks like I better get going. This is so not cool. Having to meet him in is room in the hotel. What was he thinking when he set up the meeting? Wait he probably doesn't think since I think he was dropped on his head. What is this meeting even about it doesn't say. maybe it's just s meet and greet. But we technically had that last night.

Whatever I just wanna get the meeting over with so I better go. " Jess I'll see you letter I need to get to my meeting" I told Jessica as I gathered up my things.

" Okay good luck girly girl see you later" Jessica replied. I waved back to Jessica as I walked to the elevator. She yelled to me " go get him girl" is she insane? telling to go get him like that.

When I reached the bottom floor i walked outside. At least it's warmer today I thought. I flagged down the taxi I seen. "Royal King's Hotel please on King's ave" I told then driver who just nodded. But the time I arrived I had ten minutes to get to his room by. I can't believe it costed me sixty dollars for the cab ride. he wasn't even good at driving so no tip for you mister cabby man.

This is my first time being to the hotel. When I walked in side it was breath taking. The front lounge was beautiful it had five long black couches with two chairs by each of them. It had a beautiful black marble floor. The front desk was some kind of red wood. Behind the front desk was gray ribbons that draped from the ceiling. In the vary middle of the room was a small glass table. The walls was what looked to be white quartz. Now I see why this hotel is so luxurious.

I walked up to the desk. Where there was a young blond girl standing. " I'm here to see Mr. Blain Quinn I have a meeting with him at 1:00 " I told the blond woman." My name is Blake Moore I'm from Fields Real Estate" I added

The girl looked at me nodding then picked up the phone. " Mr. Quinn there is a woman from Fields Real Estate here to see you" she paused nodding her head" Right way Sir" she said hanging up the phone.

"He is ready for you. Take take that elevator to his penthouse is" she told me pointing to the elevator to the right. " Thank you" I replied.

I walked on to the elevator. Even the elevator was luxurious. It had black carpet with gray walls with a small hanging light in the center of the ceiling. With the back wall being a full mirror.

The elevator doors opened to a small room that led to double wooden door's. I Walked down the small corridor knocking on the door. The doors opened instantly after I knocked. Mr. Quinn was the one that answered the door. " Ms. Moore good evening." He spoke as he let me it.

"Good evening" I said not looking at him. Completely forgetting how Director Allen said to act like another pretty face. " Hmm so cold" Mr. Quinn commented. I just shrugged it off." I hope you got my flowers?" He asked.

" Yes I got them but don't you think that's unprofessional?" I commented and asked him.

I was thinking did he think i would love them? If so he definitely thought wrong. Even if the flowers was beautiful. And even if they was lilly which are my favorite flower. I kinda made me wonder. How did he know they was my favorite flower's

Mr. Quinn must have seen my book Bleeding Heart in my bag. " I have read that book it's one of my favorites" he commented. One of his favorites? I thought well at least he as good taste in books.

" Yes it's one of my favorites as well." I commented giving a real smile." So at least you have a good taste in books" I added.

" Oh someone is in a bad mood. It must have something todo with that black eye of your's." He commented looking at my right eye. I nodded" yes I had a accident this morning" I told him. He looked at me with concern written all over his face. Which was weird for me.

" A accident?" He asked I nodded"you okay what happened?" He questioned.

" I just slipped when I was in the shower that's all" I commented. Trying to hid my embarrassment. Mr. Quinn laughed shaking his head.

" Shall we get started?" I asked him. He did say anything he just looked at me. Finally after a minute he spoke." Have you had lunch?" Mr. Quinn asked. I shook my head to his question. " Then let's eat first don't want my guest going hunger" he add while walking to the kitchen. I just stood there lost in thought. Really he is going to make me lunch? I thought. " You coming" he call from around the corner of the hallway.

"Sorry was lost in my thoughts" I apologized. Making my way down the short hall. Letting him led the way to the kitchen. His kitchen look like it belonged in a restaurant. It was humongous. A big island table in the middle that had his stove attached to it. Behind it he had two big stacked ovens. To the right of the ovens was a glass faced fridge.

On the left side of the ovens was a large red wood cabinet. The floor of the kitchen was a dark gray stone. It was absolutely breath taking he does have good taste in have to give him that.

" So you're making us lunch?" I asked as I walked to the big island table. He nodded " Yes I'm going to make some homemade chicken stir fry." He told me as he was dicing up some chicken breast. He had different types of veggies sitting on the table. I think the was broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, onions and green and red peppers. And I think he had mushrooms as well. It looked like he was making a mushroom sauce as well.

" You know how to cook?" I asked curiously. " Yes my mother was a chef. She taught me everything I know." He smiled as he answered my question.

As he started to cook the smell of the food filled the air. The food smelled amazing. It even looked amazing to guess he can cook. He carried to plats of food to the small table in the corner of the kitchen. And pulled out a chair then jestered for me to sit down. I took the seat he push me up to the table.

What the hell is this the same man I met yesterday? I asked myself there's no way. This man is being to much of a gentleman. I shook my head at my thoughts. Maybe he is just toying with me? Yes that's what it is he's toying with me.

I quietly sat there taking a bite of my food. Holy cow is it good the flavor swarmed through my mouth. Causing me to moan out of joy. From the amazing and pleasuring flavor.

" Ha well guess I don't need to ask if you like it. Judging by your reaction you love it." Mr. Quinn commented as he took a bite of his food. I mean he wasn't wrong it's amazing I never tasted anything like it.

" So what other books by David Beck do you like?" Mr. Quinn randomly asked. Catching me completely off guard.

" I love his book Ghost Of You and The letter." I answered honestly. He grew a big smile on his face when I told him.

" Ghost Of You is a good one as well." Mr. Quinn commented. We continued to eat lunch in complete silence.

"So now all this meeting is about is for us to get to know one another so you can have a feel to find the best lot what would fit me and my needs" Mr. Quinn stated. Still eating his lunch. Really he set this meeting up just to get to know one another.

And there Mr. Weirdo again.

" You want to get to know me?" I asked feeling a bit nervous on what his intention was on why he wanted to know me. I mean I get why I'll need to get to know him. It's so the layout teem can find the best property lot to fit his needs. That will work with his design.

"Yes" is all he said before he started bombarding me with questions. Like where did you go to school? Did you go to college for your field of work? Are you married? Now I can get why he asked if I went to college. But asking if I'm married really?

" I went to South River High. And yes I went to college. Burn don't think I need to answer the last question." I stated. " Oh come on just being friendly. And remember I am the one that requested you for my project" he reminded me but how could I forget? " Ms. Moore requested you because I think you're beautiful." I replayed his words in my head from last night.

" Sir I don't need reminded you requested me." I spat out " You told me last night you requested me because I'm beautiful. Which is a bit of a insult to my ability to do my job." I added.

" Ha take it as you want Me. Moore" Mr. Quinn commented. Okay murder is illegal. But what's about horribly maiming? Or maybe just taking one arm off? Will that be okay?

Today's laws suck. Can we go back to the old west. Where if you have a problem with someone. You can take them in the middle of the road and have a stand off.

" Sir that's rude" I screamed out in annoyance. " I'm good at my job I' m not just a pretty face." I added making my tone of voice show my anger.

" You're quite sexy when you are mad" he complimented me. The hell does that to mean? Guess his little good guy act was all fake. I was just starting to think I was wrong about him. But nope I was definitely right. He's a perverted freak a lunatic. But I do have to say I liked that he said that I'm sexy. No one has called me that before.

" I don't know if should rather be mad or thankful for that compliment" I admitted. Why the hell did I admit that to him. God Blake you dumb ass why did you say that?

Now he is probably going to think I'm interested or something.

" Ha I knew it you want me" Mr. Quinn commented. Ha I knew it there it is. He thinks I want him. This is no good what do I do now? I mean I can't just flip out. What if he tells Director Allen again. I'll get my ass handed to me. Director Allen might make me go on a date with him. Just so I can keep my job. Oh no there goes my stomach turning just at the thought of that.

" I can tell I pissed you off because you're making that sexy face you always make" Mr. Quinn stated. Looking at me with a wide smile that stretch from ear to ear. Come on can't this day get better already. I felt my face begin to heat up. What the hell am I blushing?

No no no I can't be this is bad.

"Okay so I'll call tomorrow to set up meeting for my design team and your layout teem" Mr. Quinn said completely changing the subject thankfully. I just nodded and said "okay" then I finished my lunch.

" Okay well I better get back to the office--" Mr. Quinn interrupted me" What so soon? I was just starting to enjoy myself" just starting to enjoy himself. So what did I bore you the whole time I was here? What a puffed up ignorant little ass.

" Remember to call to set up a meeting with the layout team." I reminded him ignoring his comment. I walked back to the elevator " Well see you soon then " he said waving at me as the elevator door closed.

Dear lord give me straight through this project. I really am going to need it. I though as I made my way back down to the lobby. Well I only got like maybe 3 hours of work left. I should just go tell the Director I'm going home early. Just Dominican skip out on the rest of the day. Yes that sounds like a plan