Chapter 8

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A foolish man tells a woman to stop talking while a wise man tells her that her mouth is extremely beautiful when her lips are closed.

~~~~~~~~~Kelly's POV~~~~~~~~~

Could this be any more embarrassing. Oh no, I won't let him get through me. Plus I have every right to watch. So I cleared my throat and looked him in the eye "Mr Pierce, welcome. I'm guessing you're the one they chose?" " Yes I am and I'm here to go over the contract and sign it". This time his face was serious. Good. That's how I wanted it to be. My eyes couldn't help but wonder over him. He was wearing a very dark blue suit with a black tie and a grey shirt. I snapped out of it when i felt a tug  on my shirt. I turned around and saw Meg glaring at me. Oh right. I totally forgot about her. I slowly whispered "What?" " What do you mean what? Introduce me to this hot piece of candy". I grumbled but did it anyway "My apologies, this is Megan Walker, a friend of mine". He stretched his hand and she shock it. " Nice to meet you, i'm Zach Pierce, miss Walker" "Oh please call me Megan, Mr Pierce". " Alright Megan, and it's also Zach". Then the room was filled with awkwardeness. Again. 'Great'. "So hum" I cleared my throat. "Meg can you please wait for me outside until I finish up with Mr Pierce". " OK but hurry up ma bitch" she said while walking out. I didn't waste any time, I went to the drawer behind my desk and went  to get  the contract. I opened the first, nope not there, second nope not there either, third oh where did Emma put it. Bending down I reached for the forth one. Yes, got it. I turned around and that Zach was looking anywhere but at me. I saw a bit of red creeping it's way on his face. Was he...? Oh no I'm sure he wasn't, was he? and even if he was I wouldn't care. I went back to my desk " please, where are my manners, have a seat" he did and I handed over the contract which explained the plans of the new hotel and everything else including our share. He read it carefully and attentively. " Our share is 50-50 right? " "of course" how could he ask. It's not like i'we play him. But remembering what happened last week I wouldn't blame him if he had trust issues. We discussed about the plans and the designs for a bit and decided to get an architect tomorrow. And as much as I hate to say it. We're going together. He signed and we got ready to leave. But I suddenly remembered something and added with a frown on my face  " Mr Pierce, I hope you won't be late again, because I do not tolerate tardiness" he also frowned " of course, today was just a mistake it won't happen again" I nodded in understanding since I didn't have anything to add. "About earlier I apologise if I went offline.." I stopped him" that is actually a subject that doesn't need dwelling on so let forget it happened" I replied coldly keeping a cool face with no emotions shown. He opened his mouth to say something but when my frown deepened he dropped it and said gesturing toward the door " shall we?" I nodded again and got my bag. We walked out of my office, me in front, him behind. I saw Meg sitting and reading, I mean pretending to read a magazine. "Ready Meg?" She looked up and relied "took you long enough" I just rolled my eyes. I was about to say let's go when suddenly the words that came out of her mouth froze me. It didn't just erase the smirk on my face but also made me feel like punching the shit out of her. "Why don't you join us for lunch Zach?" I was shocked, hell I was beyond shocked. I immediately composed myself and answered with a blank look, before giving him a chance "I'm sure he has somewhere to attend to"              " Actually no, I don't, so I wouldn't mind, I would actually love to" oh for fuck's Christ, this is just fucking perfect. Not.           " perfect then let's go " replied Meg while taking his arm. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch. I was repeating the word so many times that I'm sure it would still be registered in my mind, even after I die. Bitch. I realised that there where almost at the elevator doors so I started moving my legs and we got in. Me cursing more, and them talking more. I look up at her and she fucking winks at me. That bitch.

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