Piper
This weekend passed by in a blur. I got a job offer from the firm downtown that I wanted, which I accepted promptly! This is going to be so much fun. This firm is large and swanky! I decided to spend Sunday prepping for my first day on the job.
It's been 6 months since my life was uprooted and I had to move. 6 months since I've worked. I have almost went through all my savings and it is time to get back out there. And to be honest, I am ready. I have let Tristan rob enough from me.
I want to pull all the stops for this first day. The plan is to impress with my looks and my skill set. But first, I need coffee. I hop out of bed and head straight for the kitchen. As I round the corner the smell of coffee slaps me in the face. Ang beat me to it this morning.
"Good morning" I smile while scrambling to the cabinet to get a coffee cup.
Ang looks up from her phone and grins at me while smarting off "You are still in a good mood. Mr. Hottie must have worked you over good Friday".
I can't help but laugh at her as his memory comes back to me. The way he smelled. The way his body flexed with every movement. God, I'm ready for round two. Too bad I don't even know his name.
" You mean Hottie 2.0 didn't for you?" I add.
She giggles and I know she would be lying if she said no. We need to get out more. We enjoy our breakfast and coffee, rehashing this weekends events. It turns out Ang didn't get Hottie 2.0's name either. We agreed all we got out of that was some smoking hot sex. And honestly, we are both fine with that.
I drop my dishes in the sink before turning to Ang, blowing a kiss to her. "I have to get ready for work. Pizza and movies tonight?"
"Absolutely" she chirps.
I pad down the hallway to my room. I need to find something to wear before hitting the shower. I settle on a black pencil skirt that hits right above my knees, a sheer ruffle top with a red cami underneath and my beloved Louboutin's. I put my hair up in soft, sweeping updo and my signature makeup look, minimal. I want to look professional but sexy. I think I nailed it.
I grab my purse and keys and head for the door. Ang halts me in my tracks "Whoa…you can't wear an outfit like that and do nude lipstick."
I mentally roll my eyes "what are you blabbing about?".
She retorts "you need red!".
I can't help but laugh at her as she touches my lipstick up. I thank her and head for the door. As I round the last step and step to the curb to hail a cab, my mind drifts back to Friday evening. I can't help but blush at the thought of him.
I'm pulled from my daydream as my cab stops in front of me. Usually I would drive but I'm running late today and I need to be dropped off at the front door. I also have to sort out parking. I am sooo hoping they have employee parking so I don't have to walk five miles downtown everyday. These shoes are my favorite, but they will be the death of me.
The drive passes quickly and we pull up to the high rise. It's beauty takes my breath away. The architecture is so beautiful here. I pay the cab driver and start up the steps to the building. I walk in and am surrounded by marble floors, modern elevators and white accents everywhere. This building is the perfect blend of modern, clean lines and money. I check in at the reception desk and ask for Gloria. She is the marketing director that I interviewed with.
The receptionist asks me to sit and Gloria will be down to get me soon. I turn and walk over to the couches neatly arranged in the waiting area and take in the views as I wait. People are scurrying to the elevators, some are standing and chatting, others are visiting the cafeteria for their morning coffee, some parents are dropping their kids off at the daycare…there is no shortage of people for me to do people watching.
I'm pulled from my thoughts as the receptionist waves "Good morning Mr. Hart" at a gentleman that just came in surrounded by body guards. That or they are a bunch of brown nosing associates trying to inch their way to the top. She's blushing and waving like an immature school girl. The thought makes me want to gag. I can't help but roll my eyes and hope it goes unnoticed.
I have been sitting here for what seems like forever. My morning coffee has apparently went right through me and I decide to head to the bathroom across the way while I wait on Gloria.
As I head across the hall I can't help but try to sneak a peek at my new boss. Curiosity killed the cat, right? I can't see him from here. He has his back to me, facing the elevator and is surrounding by people in tuxes. His back is strong, and I can see the ridges of his muscles through his suit.
But I can tell he is tall and I can't help but think he looks so familiar…
***
Cole
I'm awaken by my alarm blaring next to my head. I slowly open my eyes as the sun is peaking in through the blinds. I roll over and catch a whiff of honeydew and fresh rain. I can't help but smile. My whole beds smell like her. My mind drifts back to the thought of her laid out, bare on my bed just waiting for me.
I made a mental note to tell the maids not to wash the sheets before heading to shower.
I shower quickly and slip on my favorite Armani suit before shuffling to the door. I'm ready to get to the office, dive into work, and get this contract ready to present. I still have so much marketing research that needs to be done before we can start compiling a campaign to pitch. I have the new hire coming today so that should help me fast track this thing. I can't wait to close this deal and get everyone off my back.
I bound down the stairs and greet Alice before heading to the door to meet Mac. Henry catches me on the way and reminds me that my mother has called again about the Gala. Lord help me. This woman is just adding more to my stress. I'm going to have to quit delaying and just let her schedule this thing. As much as I love avoidance when it come to my love life, she will just keep pushing until I give in. I tell him to tell her I will call her back this evening. I know I'm going to have to quit avoiding her at some point and give her an answer but I'm trying to buy time. Honestly, I don't even know how to begin that conversation with her. I really am not ready to even try looking for someone new.
Mac is waiting for me with the door open when I come out. We hop in the car and head to the office. The commute is short but it gave me just enough time to catch up on emails on the way.
Walking into the building I have a sense of pride and accomplishment. I helped build all this. Since I have taken over, we have expanded out markets and significantly increased revenues. I smile as I'm walking to the elevator. The receptionist must think I'm smiling at her because she starts waving like she is in a stinking parade and blushing profusely. Dream on sweetie. After the ass I had on Friday, I don't know that I'll ever be the same…
I'm surrounded by my bodyguards as Clara, my assistant, is briefing me on my daily schedule. I can't help but feel like I'm being watched.
As my private elevator dings and we all cram on, I turn to see a girl walking into the restrooms. I swear too God that ass looks like my mystery girl. I remember the way her hips were swaying to the music, the way she moved against me as she screamed that night.
I would remember that ass anywhere…
But what would she being doing here?