Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)

55. Taking note of the signs

"Where is the agreement?" Emre asks, frowning as he pages through the file in front of him.

When Leyla doesn't answer right away he looks up at her and she is staring at the side of his head. She rolls her eyes after a moment and reaches over to get the agreement that he removed earlier without looking at it, putting it in front of him.

He looks at the agreement and then at her again, wondering how long she was going to give him this silent treatment. She keeps her eyes ahead now, looking out the window. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else.

"Thank you," he says quietly.

"It's a pleasure," Leyla says after glancing at him dryly.

Her phone starts ringing just as she is thinking what a lying bastard he was.

Osman calling...

Usually she would excuse herself, but she didn't care anymore. She was doing her job, until she didn't have to any more. That was it. She owed Emre no courtesy. "Hello Osman," she answers.

Osman? What the hell does he want? Emre's head whips up at this, something she misses as she was now turned towards the glass wall looking out at the rest of the office.

"Hello Leyla. How are you?"

"Fine, I'm uh, I'm at work."

Where else would she be? Emre frowns at her back.

"At work? I thought you said you didn't want to go? I mean, that is what you said right?"

Leyla winces. Right... "Well, there was a small issue. An important file was missing so I had to come and help find it...I actually came to quit too but at the moment I can't."

Emre watches her, pursing his lips the longer she explains herself. I don't like this...I don't like her talking to that asshole... He didn't like her attention not being on him, period, so he gets up and reaches around her for the file in her hand. "Leyla, can I get this file?" he asks loudly, hoping Osman hears. "And if it's not work can you get off the phone?"

Leyla clenches her jaw in irritation as he steps back again. "Osman, can I call you back later? I'm actually a bit busy. Give me 10 minutes okay?"

We'll see about that...

"Of course. Sure. Uh, I wanted to ask if I could pick you up from work? After you're done? I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" Leyla asks and then smiles.

A what now? Emre grips the file harder.

"I'll be delighted if - "

"This is the wrong file, give me the other one," Emre interrupts again loudly and reaches for the remaining file she was holding. His eyebrows lift when she gives him a purse lipped look. What?

"You can pick me up."

"Great."

"I'll let you know when I leave."

"Okay. Deal."

Osman hangs up the call and Leyla turns around after locking her phone as Emre pages through the file. He wasn't seeing an actual word. His ears were ringing in the sudden silence.

Leyla felt uncomfortable where she stood, and needing a breath of air, she inhales and then says? "Mr Emre, if there's nothing else, I'll go to my office."

"We have a lot of work to do Leyla," Emre turns to her from the open page  he was 'reading' through. "If you leave how are we going to finish?"

"I think it'll be faster if I work in my office and you work here. You do half and I do half. Then we just combine it at the end of the day."