"It truly has been a pleasure working with all of you. If my sun here givesyou any trouble call me." Glass in the air the CEO spoke. Everone claped and laughed as he finished his speech to the regional directors. Among them was Maeve
The sides of his head gray but all in all stil lively. "That was brilliant Mr Evans." Maeve walked closer.
"That part of me giving trubel here was unnecessary, dad." Nicolas commented from behind his well kept beard.
"It was. Anyway I better head out, your mother is waiting for me at home she can't wait to book those tickets to Cape Town or something."
He hugged his sun and turned to Meave. She held out a small bag for him to his surprise. He pulled out a ugly tie. It was a and orange sky with light blou ocean and black palm-trees.
"I love it! It's got retired all over it!"
Soon Meave was behind her desk backing up all the important documents. The door opened reveling her now new boss, Nicolas Evans.
"Anything I can help with sur?"
"Don't call me sur for one. Makes me feel old. You can call me by my name." He sloped down into one of her seats. makeing her smile such a big man in a small seat.
"But isn't that a bit to informal? I called your father Mr Evans and sur all the time."
"True but that was because he had like a hundred years on you." She laughed with him.
"Me on the other hand, I'm much closer to you. Nicolas will do fine."
She finally gave him all his attention. He loved every moment her eyes where on him.
"Alright, Nicolas, is there anything you need?"
He had to think of an excuse fast. He couldn't very well tell her outright that ever since thay met at his party 2 years ago he couldn't stop thinking about her.
"Do you like my beard?" The question blurted out and instead of regreting it he saw her blush. "Well yes, actually I must admit I find beards very manly." Meave looked away.
Why was her boss asking her opinion on his looks. Did he not see that he is extremely attractive. "But I told you that before."
It was a simple statement that ment the world to Nicholas.
"You remember me? I thought you forgot meeting me." He smirked.
"Yes because I get involved in every one of my CEO's suns birthday."
"Exsuse me miss was that sarcasm?" Nicholas couldn't believe that talking to her was finally happening.
"Only if it wouldn't get me fired." Meave tested the new grounds.
She knew old Mr Evans had boundaries. Don't joke about hard topics, stick to dad jokes and puns.
Meave was both nervous and excited.
Nervous because the man was chiseld from a boulder. Excited to hopefully get to know him like his father, if Mr Evans was a father figure, what will Nicolas be? A brother? A lover?
She band that thought out of her head. The computer pinged. "What's that?" Nicholas asked at the USB.
"The monthly backup."
"If that is all you have to do I was hopeing I can ask you to show me around."
Nicolas sruged.
"But haven't you been walking around the office for a while now?" Meave looked over her glasses at him.
"Yes but I need to know some people I work with." He pulled that lie out his ass.
He didn't want there conversation to end.
"Ok lest start with who you will be working with most." She stood up. Nicolas followed her lead but oppend the door for her. She mutters a thank you at the gentlemanly act.
She pictured him handing her a romantic red rose and walked faster before he can see her blush.
"This is Katrina, she makes all your bookings and runs all our errands." She addressed the beautiful blond.
Katrina stood up offering her hand to Nicolas.
"It will be a pleasure to be working hard with you Nicolas."
She bit her lip as she spoke. She leand closer to him but Nicolas had no interest in the offer.
"It is Mr Nicolas and the phone is ringing."
Katrina ploped back down and answered the phone.
Meave shrugged that off and moved on to Shane.
Shane always looked tired. Blou eyes had at all times a ring underneath them. "This is Shane head of finance."
"Hello, sur."
The tow men shook hands. "If you have a moment I need to run some numbers by you."
Nicolas didn't like the fact that Shane spoke to Meave and didn't even glance at him again. "Come see me in my office and we will."Nicolas responded before Meave could speak.
Shane nodded and grabbed a handful of papers.
Nicolas turned to his office, Meave followed.
"Would you like me to assist you Nicolas?" Meave asked.
"A coffee please. Cappuccino if there is."
"Alright any for you Shane?"
"What ever just strong."
Meave smiled and left.
Nicolas though of punching him. "That was a bit rude."
"She knows it wasn't ment that way." Nicolas flopped down the papers. "Good luck by the way."
Shane added.
"I know how to run through numbers." Nicolas replied with a stupid grin.
Shane almost smiled. "Not with this, with her." He pointed behind him to the door.
"With Meave. That woman is a work robot. No amout of flirting is ganna get you and her alone past working hours. Over time might."
Nicolas shut his mouth even though he had so many questions.
Shane turned to the papers. "How do you know?"
"She-"
Shane looked at Meave as he took the cup. "Thanks."
***
After only 15 minutes thay finally got the missing 1k and packed up.
"Need a lift?" Shane asked.
"No thank you." Meave responded quickly.
"See you tomorrow Nicolas, bye Shane."
Both left Nicolas in his office. As he was getting his jacket, he saw Meave come back in.
"Sorry left my phone." She smiled showing her dimmpels.
Nicolas though his hart had stopped. Never has he seen such beauty.
"I was leaving myself." He managed to get out.
Thay both walked to the elevator. Nicolas in a stunned silence. He didn't take his off her and a small smile made its way on him when he saw how she glanced at him with worry.
Meaves inner voice was wondering why he was looking at her so intensely.
"Are you in a relationship?" The all to brave Nicolas asked.
"Um, no."
Nicolas placed his hand above her on the wall of the elevator. He moved a hair from her face to behind her ear. "Would you like one?"
Meave felt like a stone statue. Eventually after the doors opened Nicolas chukkeld and walked out. "Good night Meave."
