The Two Agreements [G!P]

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Definition of Pretty

Lisa took the documents in her hands and started reading them. It wasn't a very thick file, but after reading a few pages, She threw it down.

"What happened Ms. Manoban?" asked Irene.

"I can't read these any further. I don't think I can read anything. I don't think I can do anything now. Everything is over," she replied woefully. Her voice was faltering.

Irene picked up the documents from the floor and placed them in front of her. "Yes, you can read them. If you like I can read them for you. If you won't read them and start working, who will? You have to think about the LM Corporation. If you won't read these, you, your firm, and me, all will lose from Mina Myoui. Do you want that? Don't worry, I am there and we won't let that happen," she assured her.

"Mina, Mina..." she repeated her name contemptuously.

Irene took the file in her hand, sat on the edge of the bed and started reading the report. Lisa looked at her in amusement and saw that she was serious. Lisa listened to her mellifluous voice for who knows how long. She wasn't concentrating on the contents of the report but was smiling inside...

Although Irene volunteered to read the report, she hesitated at one point - the cost and sales graphs presented in it were like Latin to her. Even with a 180 IQ she couldn't decipher these mysterious curves and lines, so she wavered...

She paused and told Lisa to read the graphs on her own.

Lisa chortled and took the file from her. She looked at the graphs. It took Lisa five minutes to understand the data in there. She gave it back to Irene, not because she couldn't read it now, but she wanted to hear Irene reading it out to her.

Lisa was watching her kindly with affection. She gave Irene a pillow so that she could keep it under her chest and be comfortable. But this arrangement made her drowsy. Eventually she slept beside Lisa's legs with the file still open in front of her. Her face slid to the side, mouth open and her legs that were up in the air had now fallen on the edge of the bed. She reminded Lisa of her student days when a boring chapter would induce the much welcome sleep!

Lisa's lips curled up and she brought her hands forward to touch Irene's hair and stroke them like Lisa would do for a child. She removed all the pins that fastened Irene's bun letting her long, silky hair tumble. Irene must have been deep asleep since she didn't move at all.

Lisa continued stroking Irene's hair and caught a tendril in hands. "So soft..." she murmured. Lisa bent forward and dipped towards Irene to take more hair in her hand... Irene's sweet and tasty scent caught Lisa's attention. It was familiar and reminded her of simple childhood days. It was a connection to deep emotional cravings. It was a mixture of lavender and peach scent that made Lisa happy and relaxed!

An hour later Irene woke up with a yawn rubbing her eyes. She looked in front of her with heavy eyelids to realize that she had drooled over the documents she was reading for Lisa. She sat down and tried to dry the drool with her sleeves. She was very ashamed of herself, her cheeks turning pink.

"I am sorry Miss CEO..." she said closing the file embarrassed to the core. She realized that her hair were open! 'How did that happen?' Gathering her wits, she jumped out of the bed and collected the pins scattered on the bed. She excused herself and headed out of the room to go to the nurse station.

Lisa was biting the edge of a smile, a vain attempt to keep her from grinning.

Lisa wasn't into her at all when Lisa saw her initially because Lisa was too quiet, reserved and past feelings lingered in her heart.

As the days passed, Lisa was slowly getting attracted to Irene, reading her face... her almond shaped eyes... nose slightly turned up... her luscious lips... her tiny frame... her thin waist... her height that barely reached Lisa's shoulders... her determination... her lively personality... her intelligence... she had the look of adventure... a spirit that was soaring...

She looked like Lisa's definition of pretty...

That day when she slept beside Lisa's legs while reading the documents, Lisa felt strangely attracted to her. Lisa had sniffed her and it made Lisa want to move closer to her because Lisa found it intoxicating.

'So she was twenty-four.'