The light sound of things being knocked over and giggling flooded out of the frosted glass office. It had been like that since the blonde woman had walked in.
I looked at the time and got annoyed with how late she was going to be.
"again?" Steve asked as she came up to the desk and handed me a gray folder with 'Romanoff inc' pressed onto the bottom of it. "Make sure she gets this, she missed it in the meeting. Now I know why she didn't attend," he smirks, leaning his elbows against the desk.
"I don't get paid enough for this," I complain, dropping my head into my hands. "I mean sure I can't see it but I don't think I should know that my boss likes it hard."
"Well, Merry Christmas to you because..." He holds his finger up as he reaches back into his bag.
"What you got in your purse?" I tease.
"It's a satchel," He snaps, pulling back the box he was starting to hand over to me.
"It's a man purse, Stevey."
"It's not a- I'll just keep this then," he says showing me the headphones box.
"How did you-" I reach for it but he pulls it back.
"unh unh," He shakes his head, "say it's not a man purse."
I sigh and roll my eyes but I begin to realize he was serious as he steps back.
"it's not a man purse," I mumble.
"What was that?" He cups his hand to his ear, still taunting me with the box.
"Oh my god, yes. Right there," The woman moans, loudly.
"It's not a fucking man purse, please just give them to me," I say loudly, managing to snatch them from him.
He laughs as I tear open the box.
"How- Where did you get them?" I squeal holding up the sleek silver headphones.
"Stark Technology sent some over to pair with the new computers, I could only snag one but I figured you'd need them more," He smiles, putting his hands away into his khakis. "they're noise canceling," He adds, taking one hand out to point to the button.
Steve worked in the tech department, we had gotten very well acquainted since I started working at Romanoff Inc. because I had no idea how to work the high-tech Stark computers.
"You're such a lifesaver, I could kiss you," I say, putting them on. I was relieved not to hear the moaning or implication of sex with them. "What?" I say, taking them off when I see his lips move.
"I just said you're welcome," He waves it off, "Well, enjoy them. It's my time to go home, See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah," I sigh with a smile, putting them back over my ears. "Thanks again," I blew him a kiss to tease.
He catches it and hold it to his heart as he walks backward towards the elevator.
I was jealous that he got to leave early but also knew I would hate waking up so early.
I put on my playlist and got lost in my work.
The top floor of the building was designated for Miss Romanoff's office, meeting spaces that were very rarely used, and her receptionist/ assistant/ whatever else she wanted me to be. I could complain about my responsibilities but I got paid well enough to keep that at a minimum plus the view was nice enough not to complain.
I was midway through filing everything when I saw the blonde exit. Her hair, though messier than when she went in was not a complete disaster. She looked like every other woman she had brought in: tall, blonde, and fit.
