monday morning, a new week. i dread getting out of bed, but force myself to anyways. i go to the bathroom and turn on my hair straightener.
i start with my light makeup, and begin straightening my hair.
once i was done, i put on my outfit for the day. *
i layered gold jewelry, and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
i plopped 2 pieces of bread into the toaster, and made homemade avocado toast.
i still wanted my iced coffee, so i had to leave soon.
i put on my heels, and went out the door.
i got in my range and put my two tote pages in the passenger seat, as well as my purse.
i sped over to the coffee shop, and picked up my mobile order quickly.
when i arrived at the office, i had 5 minutes to spare.
i was barely situated, then someone knocked on the wall.
it was kasey.
"hey girl! um someone called and asked for a solo session at 3. i checked your schedule and your free, but do you want to take it?"
"were they previously my client?"
"yes- i believe so."
"i suppose. yeah accept it."
i bet it was dave, him and his wife were talking about a divorce. he had other problems with himself too.
my first clients came in, a older couple. we worked through some solutions a week ago, but they are back for more. i am not complaining though, money is money.
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i finished my sessions for the day, but then i remembered i had that last one at 3. it was 2:59, and i waited.
i was organizing my files on my laptop, when i heard, "can i come in?"
why is sam back?
"so you have the session here?"
"yeah, with you."
"great. now tell me what your deal is."
i was not in the mood.
"you know what my deal is? well- let's focus on your deal princess."
i was shocked. the way he spoke. daddy?
"see- i know you want me- yet you pretend you don't. i don't like it when you act like this, you know that." said sam again in the most cocky tone.
"what makes you think you know about my deal?"
"sweetheart. i can just tell- the way you look at me, dying for my attention. you want me to look at you."
"so why did you need me again?"
"i need you to realize you want me, and i want you. we are made for eachother."
"jack is made for me. i don't know why you come in here and waste my time."
sam got up, towering over me he pushed me to my desk.
his hand on my waist, "you are going to treat your client this way?"
his lips were inches away from mine, his face was even closer.
i move my head by turning it, and i push him away.
"i know you want me, but i don't want you sam."
he turned irritated, and left angrily.
jesus he is- one of a kind.
i packed up my stuff, and left.
i went and picked up some chickfila, and ate in my car alone. analyzing my day. that was pretty eventful.
the drive to chickfila was pretty far, but anything for it. chickfila is bae.
i went to the nearest grocery store, and got a bottle of champagne. i needed it.
i also got some hot chips, to help my cravings.
you know what- fuck it. i'll do a grocery trip right now.
i bought everything i needed for the week, and plenty more.
i did self checkout because i didn't want to wait in the lines.
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once i got home, i un-bagged all of the groceries and put them away.
i took off my heels, and laid on my couch exhausted.
i watched the new season of the bachelor, and ate some chips.
once it was like 6pm i made myself a small dinner, aka kraft mac n cheese.
i then took a shower and put my pajamas on.
i had my black silk pajama dress on, when someone rang my door bell.
i quickly put one of my robes on, and answered the door.
it was jack.
"hey."
"hi." i said.
"you forgot this."
he handed me my handbag.
"oh thanks. good thing its just for show. nothing important in here."
"that's good."
"come in, come in."
jack entered my penthouse, and looked around.
"it's a nice place, the view is great. i like all the windows."
"thank you." i smile.
"so how was work beautiful?"
"alright, tiring."
"as always. i'm sorry for showing up unexpected. i can't wait for friday though."
"no your fine! thank you. i am excited too!"
well yeah, i guess i was. sam had me thinking and thinking. now all i can think about is sam.
jack left, and i sighed and got into bed.
i stared at my phone screen, in disbelief.
sam requested to follow me on instagram, jesus christ.
i accepted it, not to be petty. i put my phone down and then finaly went to bed.
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