The Samoan (A Roman Reigns Story) (Reupload)

Work Life

~September 28, 2014~

My time spent with Joe was amazing. Even though we spent only a short while together, it was something I could have never pictured. I had read a couple of fanfictions here and there but none of them could have prepared for what feelings Joe actually brought to the table. He was amazing. He was sweet, funny and the nicest guy I had ever met. I was slowly falling for him. I shook that thought out of my head. I was a fan. Maybe even a friend but that was all. We could never be more. Joe could never see me that way. Ugh, why couldn't I stop thinking about it? I heard my phone ring on my desk and looked at the i.d. Speaking of the devil. I answered my phone and heard Joe's deep voice come through the speaker.

"Evanna?"

"Yep, I'm here."

"Hey, so, I'm back in Florida now. I'm at home."

"Yeah?"

"And, you know, we had a great time and everything. And I was wondering, would maybe like to come here and just spend a week or two? I'm getting pretty lonely over here and I just...I need another person around."

"Um, I might be able to get off work. I'll see what I can do."

"Thanks, Eve...is it ok if I call you Eve?"

"Yeah, sure." He had a nickname for me already?

"Great. I'll talk to you later then."

I hung up the phone and went downstairs to see my boss. The funeral home we worked in was a huge place. It was one of the only places in town that was cheap and could do funerals on a last minute notice. People liked our funeral home. We treated every person who walked in our doors like family. Though we had such a huge place to work from, only five people were employed here. There was me, two morticians, another person who handled some of the paperwork and my boss, Gregory. Gregory was nice. He inherited the business from his father and he owned the place. He was the nicest boss I had ever had. I knocked on the door and walked in. Gregory was on the phone talking to someone, no more like yelling at someone, when I walked in.

"No! I said, you have to have the flowers there by 9:30!"

He saw me walk in and held up his finger.

"No, do not do this to me, Reggie. I need those flowers at the funeral right now!" Gregory hung up the phone and he looked angry.

"The florists again?"

"Ugh, they get on my last nerve. This is the third time this has happened."

"Why don't we just get a new florist?"

"Because, you know as well as I do, florists aren't cheap and Reggie's Flowers are by far the nicest in town."

I thought about Caroline. She was a florist. She had started working for Reggie a short while ago but maybe she could ask for a favor. "My friend Caroline might be able to help. She started working for Reggie a while ago. Maybe she talk some sense into Reggie?"

Gregory looked over at me and gave me that look he would always give me when I had a great idea. "Thank you. And that is why you are my favorite employee." He said as he sat down in his seat.

"I bet you say that to all of us."

"Nope, just you."

"So, listen. Since I'm your favorite employee and all and I helped you with the Reggie situation, do you think maybe I could get a vacation?"

"A vacation? Evanna, sweetheart, you remember what I always say about vacations, right?"

"That death never takes one?"

"Exactly."

"Gregory, please. I haven't been on a vacation in a long time. Let me have just a couple of weeks off."

He sighed. "Fine. I know you haven't had one in a while, I guess I can let you have a break."

"Oh, thank you, Gregory! You don't know how happy this makes me!"

"Just remember, when you get back, I am going to load you with a ton of paperwork."

"Fine, whatever. I'll see you when I get back."

I rushed out the door. I was going to have my first vacation in a long time. And I was going to see Joe as a bonus. Florida, here comes Evanna Clay.