The Business Proposal (A Love Story)

2. The Business Proposal

    "Okay, what's that. Have a seat and we can talk." Says Katherine with a little smile, hoping to seem natural, and not look like she was freaking out on the inside. "Well I've watched your business and your sales, for a few years now. You were at the top a few months ago, but I've noticed your sales decreasing tremendously. That can't be good for the bank, or the business. I'd like to propose that I buy you out. Name your price." Katherine gasps again. "Uh, I'm sorry. What? Buy me out? Absolutely not! That is absurd!" Katherine says, with a stern voice. "You want to buy me out, of MY business that I worked for my entire life? You are insane!" She adds.  "Listen Ms. At least think about it, and give me a call. Here's my card. I expect to be hearing from you." He smirks, and leaves.
   How? How could he even ask me that! She thought.  "I'd never do that." She says aloud to herself.
    She continues to look over the documents that she had intended to look over this morning, before Mr. Worthy showed up, and put her in a bad mood. How could she have been so oblivious to how bad her business was doing? How could her sales have dropped this low? What was she going to do? She had to think of something, and fast, but she wasn't about to sell her business, that was for sure. She had to think of another way. There just had to be another way.

       She begins to pack up her things, as the clock struck 5:00pm. Finally, time to go home. She's packing up her laptop, when she sees Mr. Worthy's business card, on her desk. She grabs it and throws it in the trash on her way out. Scoffing at how he had the audacity to even ask her that.  She shuts the light off, and closes the door. She starts digging for her office key in her purse, but can't find it anywhere. "Ugh, it must be in my office." She says, angrily. She opens the door and walks back in and begins to look for her key, finds that she had left it on the desk. On the way out, she couldn't stop herself from thinking, maybe I could call him, and ask him to dinner? "Are you insane? No!" She says to herself. But on her way out, she couldn't help but to grab his card out of the trash, and stuffs it in her purse.
    The drive home was long, and boring as she lives an hour away from work. She stops at the nearest gas station to her house, which was her favorite one. They always had the bacon, and sausage pizza that she loved. She grabs her pizza, and a cup of coffee and goes up to the register. Just as she's paying, she sees a man walk in, with a hat on, and a really nice suit. The man looks up at her, and says, "Oh fancy meeting you here Ms. Katherine.". You've got to be kidding me.", she mumbles under her breath. "Have you given my proposal any thought?" Mr. Worthy says looking down at her. She's only 5'1, and he had to be all of 6'3. "Yes, and my answer is still the same!", she says with a groan. She grabs her items and storms out of the store. She gets ready to leave as he's walking out. He lights up a cigarette when he gets outside, and she couldn't help herself but to look at him. "God he's sexy." She says out loud. She pulls out of the parking lot and heads home. She had a lot of work to get done.

       She gets home, throws her work stuff down on the couch, heads to the kitchen for a glass of wine. "Today was not a great day." She mumbles to her cat Lucy. She gives Lucy a little pat, and heads to the couch. How was she ever going to figure this out? Was it her product? Or her marketing technique? She couldn't even see where she was going wrong.

    After hours of getting nowhere, she gets up and pours herself another glass of wine. Chugs it, and heads off to bed. She knew she needed sleep if she was ever going to figure this out.

   She gets her pajamas on, and her favorite fussy socks, and crawls into bed. Falling asleep almost instantly as her head hit the pillow. God, was she wore out.
        Her dream from the night before began to pick up where it had left off. He slid his hand, up her thigh, and pulls her panties off roughly, "you're mine baby." He says, as he thrusts into her, causing her to moan loudly and clutch to him tighter. "I'm yours baby." She whispers in his ear. He begins to thrust harder, and faster. She scratches his back with pleasure, begging him not to stop. He continues to thrust into her, until he finally feels her orgasm, she moans loudly while moving her hips up, and down against him. "I told you, I'd hear from you." He whispers to her. She awakes from her dream with a jump, and grabs the water from her nightstand. What is it about this man that I can't get him out of my head? Was it fate? Was it love? Or was it just lust? She chugs the water, and shuts her lamp off and goes back to sleep.