Never Been

Chapter 30

ANGELE

Here's Mr. Seth again having some punctuation malfunction moments. Every periods and every question mark turned into exclamation points, when the sentence were coming out those sexy lips of his.

And you know what? I'm his favourite! Tsk!

He always growled at me for my loss of focus. It's his fault. He didn't even know that he's damn hot when he's hot headed and I really really want to squeeze those muscular arms. Holding my intense urge to do so, I kept on clenching my teeth everytime he's gonna call my name in an oh-so-sexy way and by sexy I mean angry.

"Oh! I don't know how to get there..." a red-head chic mercifully pleaded my hot shot boss.
"Okay, I'll ask someone to take you there" he nicely said, but the girl refused his offer
"I have very great deal of luggage here...You're the manger right? You can take me there"

Sh!t! This time I hated the fact that customers are always right, because if they are Seth is going to escort that girl.

Fvck what she's wearing—some curse-worthy skirt that looked like panties and a see through blouse. She's not even wearing a decent bra. What's the point of wearing a see through bra under a see through blouse? I suggest she just remove that bra off of her. I would gladly help her on that.

Oh holy Seth! He moved. 

He's fvcking going to help her! 

No! I don't know, but I suspect she's going to invite Seth to have some slutty washroom sex. 

I felt bad about that? But why? I shouldn't care. If he wants to fvck that chic then he should do so.

"Seth!" I exclaimed angrily as he halted, "I'll be the one to help her," I approached them. The red-head chic tried to complain.
"But-"

"Good afternoon, Ma'am! I'm Angele Hendricks the CEO's assistant. I want to ensure your safety and I think you would be safer if I'm going to assist you rather than the manager" I hope she doesn't know Seth as the CEO. I hope she just knows him as the airport manager—if that's the case I can fool her into this.

I gazed at Seth with burning eyes. His face turned into big wonder in what I was doing.

What the hell? Yes, what the hell.

I was supposed to not interfere with his pheromones, but V took over and gave me superpowers to interrupt this red-head's sex plans on him. Fvck this red-head!

With no complaints she surrendered to my low voice and accepted my aid. In return, I was required to carry her sh!tty baggage. Seth looked at me worriedly for reasons I didn't know.

I assisted the sh!tty red-head to the JFK branch of IA&A. I talked to the ticket office's manager and asked him to ensure the safety of this slutty woman's baggage. Yes, the baggage only.

Damn! It was tiring her baggage was heavy and it was a very long walk. Add the tension of walking beside a provocative woman. I looked like her nanny.

My heart thumped very fast as I walked back to the panel briskly.

Sh!t! What's this? Beads of sweat rapidly ran down my body with unexplainable sensation going through me. My vision became blurry and my mind- blank. This was happening again. I took a grip on a post. And for a while, I started to take my rhythmic breathing exercise.

After I regained my normal composure, I went to some vending machine and bought a bottle of water. I needed this. My irritation towards that red-head and the exhausting travel I had with her made me weak. Water would be a great therapy.

As I went on to my desk, I looked at Seth and he reciprocated my longing glance. He was heading off to my area when another red-head chic interrupted our momentum.

"Uhmm...Excuse me" This curly red-head was obviously flirting with him.

Red-head again? Fvck red-heads! Sh!t! I'm also a red-head. Ugh!

"Yes?" Seth and I both answered. I electrifyingly looked at Seth as he backed-out. I heard him giggle a bit. Hey, what was that for?

While I talked to the flirty red-head, she gave Seth pretty glances that I hate very much. When we were finished she's heading off to Seth's desk until I stopped her,
"This way Ma'am," I reminded her with my hand signal as she smiled at me with fake intent. 

Hmp!

Time after time, I was holding a look on a busy Seth. He didn't even give an attention to me. It was 9 o'clock already and all we've eaten this day was a donut. My tummy was growling.

Until, the thumping went on again. The blurry vision attacked... I can no longer see the IA&A logo on the screen. A customer approached my desk, but I can't hear him or her? 

What?

My head was shaking in a ticking-clock manner. 

Was I dying? If I was, I wished I would go to heaven. 

I took back everything I cursed against the red-heads. 

I wished all the best for my family and friends and I hoped Seth will miss me.

Warm arms wrapped around me, while my sight went black and blank. The strength of the arms carried me up. My head was lying on a very lean chest. The scent of sage lingered through my nostrils. I grabbed a part of Seth's sleeves and gripped it as I trailed off to unconsciousness.