three: done with British blokes

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♫-Coffe Sunday NYT
by Leah Nobel

Josephine's POV

I'm all dressed up.
I eat my bowl of cereal and I throw on the sink the milk that still in the bowl. I know it's a waste of food but I don't like all the prices or the aftertaste on it.

I look on the clock in the living room and is pointing twelve am.
I just did breakfast instead doing a brunch but my meals are so mess up.

I prepare quickly some coffee and vegan pancakes with strawberries on the side and I take it to Grayson's room.
I slowly push down the handle being careful to not do too much noises and I open the door.
I find Patricia cuddled on Gray's chest.
Thank God they both are dressed and well covered by the blankets.
"Good morning." he says when I place the plate and the mugs on his desk.
"Shit you scared me." I say looking at his amused look.
"Good morning. I'm going to work." I say and he nods.
"Are you sure that you don't want a ride?" he asks since I don't have my drivers license because I don't trust myself and the other people drive skills in the Big Apple to take the drivers license and actually drive on a street.
"No don't worry, I'll take the bus." I say so he nods again.
"See you there." he says. I nod and I leave the room.
I get my diary and my laptop that I was using while I was having breakfast and put it in my bag.

When I'm finally out I buy something vegan for E that is already at work since he had the morning shift and a beagle(?) for me to eat while I'm getting to the bus stop.

During the bus ride I look out the window appreciating the beauty of New York, know ask the most chaotic city but more I'm staying here and more I'm loving this city.
It's the perfect city for me, a person that doesn't likes to get noticed by nobody and here the people are so busy that keep running even work on their computer in the train or buses.

While I'm waiting to get out of the bus I choose a pic to post as every morning.
I'm very proud of how my new public Instagram profile is turning out.

I'm very proud of how my new public Instagram profile is turning out

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"Good morning Mark" I say to the porter of the building.
"Good morning Jo." he says smiling back to me and closing the door.

I get the stairs as usual since I'm terrified of the elevator since I literally passed out after having an anxiety attack.
I get surprised when I'm finally on the tenth floor about how I'm handling well the 10 floors of stairs.

I knock to Ethan's office door even if I see him working through the glass wall.
"Cmon in." he says from the inside.
I open the door and I find him looking on his Mac biting a pencil.
"Your lunch is here!" I say and at the sound of my voice he takes his eyes off the computer display and looks at me.
I place the brown paper bag on his desk.
"You are my angel." he says standing up and kissing my head.
"Uu. My favorite." he says looking into the bag and grabbing his vegan burger.
"Mmm." he mumbles wiping the corner of his mouth and grabbing my wrist.
"Christian called, he was searching your you." he says after swallowed the big bite.
"Me? Maybe he wanted to to wish me a good luck for the press conference of tomorrow." I suppose and he rises his shoulders.
"Alright, I'm going call him right now." I say walking to the door.
"See you at home." I say walking out.

While I'm walking to my office I see Olivia walk out of our office.
"Oh here you're!" she says.
I smile seeing her little face a bit stressed out.
I get to her and I hug her.
"Good morning." I say to her softly an I feel her relaxing under my grip.
"Good morning Jo. You have so much to do today... but most importantly-" she keeps going in one breath.
"Christian called. I know. Now chill for a sec and let go into the office." I say stepping out from the hug.

She exhales loud and she gets into the office.
I put my bag on my desk and I take my phone out of it and digit Christian's number.
I give a quick look to the clock making sure that it's not too early in London.
I look at a Olivia looking at the many papers on her desk and I smile seeing a young myself in her but the difference that she also got to be my assistant and now that my book is doing well is not just a hell for me but also for her that sets up my schedules.

"Hello." Christian answers.
"Good morning Chris. Did I woke you up?" I ask him.
"Oh no I'm awake since five am." he says giggling.
"Is everything fine?" I ask hearing something wrong in his voice.
"Yeah yeah nothing to worry about." he says.
"How's Elenor?" I ask.
"Oh she's doing amazing." he says and I imagine him smiling. He always smiles when he talks about Eleanor.
"Sweet. So... Olivia told me that you asked for me." I tell him.
"Yeah I forgot to tell you that I sent you someone for tomorrow." he says.
I furrow my eyebrows. Someone? For tomorrow?
"Chris explain me." I say placing a hand on my temples and starting to massage my head.
"I know this guy that started to work for me but he also has a diploma on laws so I sent him in New York so he can't stay on your side tomorrow and what you can say and which question you have to avoid to answer." he explains me.

I know that everyone even the twins are worried about me being in public surrounded so many people that are staring at me since I suffered even of anxiety in the past month but now I'm good. I can do it by my own.
"Chris I don't need a babysitter." I say rolling my eyes.
"No! Don't take it like that. Just see him as a second assistant that knows a bit of the privacy settings.." he says.
"Chris I didn't even needed a fort assistant so I don't need even the second one." I say and I see Olivia avoid my eyes.
Shit.
"Listen. He is already there so you can't do nothing about it. Olivia will give you his number and you can meet him before the press conference to talk a bit about it." he says and I sigh.
"It's just for one time and you will not see him again." he says trying to convince me.
"Alright. Thanks."I tell him.
"Alright. So have a good day. I'll call you tomorrow."he says.
"Okay. Have a good day. Bye." I say hangin up the phone.

I look at Olivia that it's kind upset so I get to her desk feeling so sorry about what I said.
"Olivia you know that isn't true. I need you like air and you should know it. I'll be lost without you." I say making her stop writ things.
"I said it because I didn't wanted a babysitter." I say making her laugh.
"Maybe he is cute." she says with a smirk.
"I don't care I'm done with relationship." I say being a drama queen.
"Talking about cute guys did you saw the new guy on this floor? He is British as well." she says.
"I'm done with guys especially with British guys." I say making her laugh.
"He is kinda hot. The entire building has the eyes on him. Come..."she says opening the door.
We both put the head out and she points at the glass office at the end of the corridor where there is a brown haired guy who's some fade of blonde, sit with his back straight.
He is younger than I imagined.
Maybe he is older than me but it doesn't shows.
He has the perfect profile, his hair are so long that covers his forehead and his lips are full and pink.
I don't know how but he notices our stares and he turns on our way and I get fascinated by him.
Shit he is another brown haired guy with blue ocean eyes.
"Shit." Olivia murmurs getting her head inside while I'm still lost in his eyes.
He rises his corners of his mouth showing me a kind smile and he waves at me, then I wave back and get in immediately even if he can see me panicking inside my office since every office is made of glass.
"Shit." I murmur sitting on my chair.
"How is he?" she asks with a smirk.
"He is fine." I say moving my hair away my face and trying to not ventilate on my face since he is staring at my office.
"But I told you. I'm done with relationship." I say.
"Robert isn't just fine." she says almost upset at me.

Robert? Finally a London bloke with a normal name.

"Alright alright but now give me the babysitter's number." I say so she takes her phone and sends me the contact on iMessage.
I read his name "Douglas Booth. Finally someone with a normal name."

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