Illicit Affairs

The Interview

Taylor sighs looking at her reflection in the mirror. She's been standing here for last half an hour without doing anything. She feels so nervous. She has an important interview for job today. And it's going to be for one of the most well known companies in the US. She thought she has no chance there because she just graduated three months ago. She has literally zero experience in working fields. But her mom, Andrea persisted her to take the opportunity. Taylor herself gained some confidence as well when they said they are interested in some fresh new employees. She parts her red hair slightly and combs it with her fingers to make it look more natural and fluffy.

She needs this job. Badly.

She finishes getting ready and takes her files from the table. Then after putting on her high heels, she hurries downstairs.

"Bye mom, I'm leaving," She says shortly after giving Andrea a hug.

"Good luck honey," Andrea kisses her cheeks shortly, "Be safe."

Taylor nods and leaves. She still has two hours in hand. She walks by the footpath to go to her regular coffee shop. She orders a bagel for herself along with a classic cup of coffee. She sits down at a corner with her food in the tray. She's still so nervous. She brings out her earpods to listen to some music. Music has always helped her to calm down her nerves. Music has always been there for her when nobody was. The melodies speak to her heart, bring her joy. And that's why she loves music so much. She aspires to be a singer someday. Not like a huge celebrity or something. Just a professional singer. It's the only consistent passion of her life. But she needs money to fulfill her dreams. And she needs to ace this interview to earn that money. She doesn't say it but she's tired of staying at her mother's house. She feels like a burden even though Andrea never made her feel like so.

A sudden touch on her shoulder, snaps Taylor out of her daydreams. She looks up to notice a tall guy standing beside her with dark shades and completely black outfit. He mumbles something but she doesn't understand. She frowns. Then she realizes that she still has her earpods on. She takes them off and lifts up an eyebrow. "Were you saying something?"

"Move from this seat. It's reserved."

"Excuse me?"

"We have reserved this seat."

"How can you a reserve my favorite spot? I always sit here."

"Move or I'll have to take actions."

"Oh really? Let me see how would you take actions," She gets pissed.

From the corner of her eyes she then notices a tall, blonde guy coming inside. She has never seen him here before. He seems to be a vip person. Then she realizes that it might be him who reserved her spot. It wrecks her brain. Well no one stopped her when she sat down here. Then why should she move?

"What's wrong Tom?" The blonde guy says coming near them. Taylor stands up abruptly feeling nervous. She better not get into any trouble today.

"This woman is not moving from the table, Sir," The guy whose name is supposed to be Tom says with an irritated voice.

"I came here first and there was no reservation sign here. Then why should I move?" Taylor snaps back. At least hold back for today Taylor what's wrong with you. Please don't get into any trouble. She blabbers inside her head.

The blonde guy takes off his shades revealing his piercing blue orbs. He looks at her for a slight moment and then sits down on the opposite side, facing her. Taylor doesn't have any idea about what to do now. He just casually sat there. She didn't expect this to happen.

"But sir," Tom speaks up as the blonde guy puts his shades on the table.

"It's okay. I don't mind having my breakfast with a stranger."