Storm

CHAPTER TWO

TYLER

So Monday night wasn't too bad, but I was tired in the morning, and going to work wasn't the best while in that state. At lunch, I decided to text Fran and convince her to come for lunch. In the process, I ended up seeing the boss, Lee, and the assistant, Natalie.

"Dude, she looked like she was going to rip your dick off or kill me," Fran laughs loudly as she passes me the controller. Today we'll be playing some video games and then going clubbing with my brother and some friends.

"I don't know about that, but I did mention to her that we're just friends." Fran continues laughing loudly as my phone starts ringing and I get up to check. It's Lee? "Hello, Miss Graham? What's up?"

"Hey Tyler, the quarterly for this year was left on your desk apparently. I need to see it ASAP. Is there any way you can get to the office and fax it to me?"

On a Saturday? 

"Fax? I didn't know that still existed. I'll email it to you once I get there," I laugh slightly as she giggles.

"Okay perfect, thanks! It means a lot!" I end the phone call and grab my zip hoodie. I'm just wearing basketball shorts and a sports bra.

"Who was that?" Fran asks while still staring at the TV. 

"Work. I need to do something then I'll be back later."

"Cool cool, just don't be late and make sure to call me if you need a ride," she says nonchalantly.

"Yeah yeah, I will mom." Our apartment building has a garage, so I head downstairs to my car and start my journey to the office. I have music blaring and the traffic is minimal. 

Finally at the office, I take the lift all the way to my department. No one should be in on a weekend so it's fine to just be in the clothes I'm in...or so I thought. As soon as I left the lift, eyes were on me. That's when I felt a slight breeze and looked down to see I haven't zipped up. I'm not ashamed of my body, I mean I'm decent looking but this is going to look so unprofessional.

"Morning Brooks. Went for a run this morning?" Terry looks me up and down then laughs slightly.

Surprised to see him, I ask, "Why are you all in?"

He eyes me with amusement, "Some people work weekends, the real question is why are you here?"

"I've been asked to send the quarterly to Miss Graham."

"Oh Lee? Yeah sure. Well let's get you to your desk before these horny fuckers jump you," He laughs then drags me. Terry is one of the few guys in the office that I genuinely like and made good friends with, this first week. Once in my office I grab the documents, turn on my laptop and scan each sheet to download them. "So how many of the ladies here know about your ding dong? And may I say it is a looker," Terry says while stifling his giggles.

Stopping in my tracks, I look up at him. "What'd you mean? Only you know right?"

"Dude, you're wearing not-so-loose shorts, and your ding dongs is pretty much out there. It's hard not to look," We both laugh. Now finished downloading and scanning, I send it to Lee. I decided to call her and after two rings she answers while Terry is still in my office texting away.

"Hey, Ty. What's up?"

"I've sent them through to your email. Do you need anything else before I leave?"

"Yes actually, can you go upstairs to Clara's assistant and give her a copy of it? And that should be it, thanks once again."

"Wait who's Clara?"