I'd like to first say sorry to all my readers. I probably shouldn't have started a blog right before finals week, but I'm officially done. I honestly didn't think I would get so many readers right off the bat. I feel incredibly lucky that I did. I read other blogs pretty religiously and I definitely want to get on a writing schedule, I'm just not sure when will work best yet. So, let me experiment and I'll set a schedule soon!
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This was one of those weeks where I could not
wait to meet my best friend out for drinks after work. I'm definitely a
work hard, play harder type of girl. The first thing I reach for when I
get home after a long week is a shot of tequila. I stopped just outside
the building this morning to put on my heels. I'd started doing this
shortly after I realized I'd be seeing Jason more often than not in the
mornings. It had been two weeks since he'd actually spoke to me, but
still most mornings he was either in the lobby or the elevator when I got to
work. I had to wonder if I had just been missing him before we spoke, but
since my job required a crazy amount of attention to detail, I figured it was
unlikely. I still wasn't sure what I had done to earn his attention that
day, but I was sure that it was a fluke. Whatever the reason, I hadn't
been able to get him off my mind.
I headed to the elevators, sure enough passing
Mr. James. My roommate and best friend, McKenzie, suggested I call him
out. Just acknowledge that I notice him. She's insane, but I love
her anyways. I told her there was no way in hell I would be doing that.
She shook her head, laughed, and mentioned we would be going out tonight,
because I would surely need it. I didn't dare try to get out of it.
We hadn't been in the city that long, and so far we were pretty much all
each other had. If she said we were going out, I owed it to her to go.
I was mentally preparing my outfit for tonight when I ran straight into
hard muscle and before I knew it strong hands gripped my arms and I could feel
liquid running down my shirt. “What
the…” I stammered off realizing whose muscular chest I had just run into. “Mr. James, I… I’m… God, I’m so sorry.” I
scramble, looking around for something to cover my now coffee soaked white
cami. Seriously, I shouldn’t be allowed
to own white things. I was
mortified. “It mostly missed me,” He was
smirking again. “I really thought you
would look up before you ran right into me.”
I was fuming. “So, you just thought
letting me walk right into you was a good idea.” I looked up at him
expectantly, waiting for an answer. When
I looked into his eyes they were lit up with passion, which he quickly covered
up with a bored look before speaking.
“Don’t let it happen again Miss Cross,” he said before turning to head
the other way.
Just.fucking.great… could today get much
worse? I really didn’t think so. With that awful encounter behind me, I headed
towards the elevators and up to my office, hoping I had another top that would
match in there.
After the great start that was my morning, I
decided to lock myself in my office and work ahead on some projects that were
coming up soon. “Stacey?” I buzzed my
secretary and asked her to hold all calls and visitors until this
afternoon. This was a pretty typical
thing for me. I didn’t like to be
interrupted, especially when I got on a roll.
Typically, I did this after everyone left, but it was imperative that I
make it out tonight. In fact, after my
awful morning, I’d even consider leaving work early. A mani pedi and a blow out sounded really
good right about now. Just as I was
getting settled in to work, there was a knock at my door. Before I could even answer, in walks a tall
brunette that I have never seen before. “Excuse
me,” I stand. She walks to my desk, smiles,
sets down a cup of coffee, and walks right back out the door. At this point, I’m fuming. I don’t even know what that was. As I go to pick up the cup, I notice that
there is a note attached to it.
I’m sorry for spilling
your coffee this morning. I hope I can
make it up to you. –J
Well at least now he’s admitting to what he
did. I shake my head and grab my phone
to text McKenzie. She’ll laugh about my
awful more.
Well he
spilled my coffee on me in the lobby this morning. Mortified doesn’t even begin to cover
it. THEN he fucking sends me a
replacement with some bimbo brunette. She
SERIOUSLY doesn’t even speak to me, just leaves it with his note and walks out.
UGHH. Can’t wait for drinks.
I know that Kenz is typically busy with meetings
in the morning so I throw my phone in my purse and settle in with my new coffee
to work.
I manage to concentrate for a while, but I can’t
seem to get this morning out of my mine.
I mean I just don’t get it. Why
have I been singled out? And who the
hell was that girl? That’s irrational
and I know it, but I can’t help but wonder.
I mean obviously she works here, but what does she know? What is he even thinking? GAHHH.
Work used to be my sanctuary, but it was quickly becoming full of
distractions. After the morning I had, I
decided a spa half day would do me good.
Just as I was getting ready to head out early, my work phone rang.
“Hello, Savannah…” I was cut off by Kenz before
I could even finish. “Hey hussy, I tried
texting you back about your disastrous morning, but you weren’t answering so I
had to call to get all the details.” “Well, it was exactly like I said in the
text.” I reply exasperated. “I’m actually
about to leave early.” I can hear the
disbelief in Kenzie’s voice, “You’re kidding me right? You neverrrrr leave early. You’re like the damn poster child for staying
late.” At that I smile, “Well yeah, but
it’s been a shitty week and I want to get pampered before we go out
tonight.” Kenzie sighs, “Damn, I wish I
could come, but I actually have a lot to finish up here, so let me know when
you’re done and I’ll meet you at home, k?” I roll my eyes, “K, Kenz.. I’ll let
you know.” I hang up the phone and grab
my purse. As I stand up, I realize I
haven’t even changed my shirt yet. I
walk over to the in the corner of my office and luckily find a cute cami. I throw it on, grab my purse, and go.
“Stacey, I’ll be gone the rest of the day. Please forward any urgent calls to my
cell.”
“Of course Miss Cross, is there anything else I
can do for you?” She smiles. “No, thank
you, that will be all.” I smile back before heading for the elevator. Once in the lobby of the building I hail a
cab, hop in, and give the driver the location of the spa I always go to. I can’t wait to just sit back and relax. As the cab is pulling away from the curb, I
can’t help but feel someone’s eyes on me.
As I look back, I see Jason staring right at me with that stupid smirk
back on his face.
