"Good morning love," Linda spoke warmly, nudging Ella's sleeping body. "Mmm," Ella's eyelids slowly opened, as she spoke, "Good morning babe."
"White mint cappucino?" Linda asked handing Ella a cup of starbucks.
Ella smiled brightly,"How did you know, I love that flavor I get it from Starbucks all the time."
"I just knew," Linda smiled, her green eyes peering into Ella's sapphires.
Ella sat the mug on the nightstand before rising up in her white T-shirt and lopsided fro.
"You know, I think I'm " Ella paused planting her lips onto Linda's cherry lacquered grimace, "falling for you."
Linda pulled back, rubbing her lips together, "You know I am too."
Ella brushed off the fright that appeared to be taking up Linda's eyes.
"I never thought I'd be with anyone like this ever again," Ella coughed, with tears slipping through the crevice her eyes had formed, this was the first time in four years Ella had something pleasant to utter, this was the first time she ever allowed herself to feel, and she loved it.
"It's like we just click!" Linda exclaimed!
"You fit me better than my favorite sweater," Ella said, between sips of coffee.
"I've got to get to the office, would you like me to drop you off at your penthouse?" Linda asked smoothly.
"Do you have to go, can't we just skip work?" Ella said batting her eyes.
"Nope, I've got a deadline for this issue," Linda spoke," which reminds me, you need to stop by my office around 4:30 pm I stopped by your office this morning and told Mr. Browbanks."
Ella's feet landed on the prickly maroon floor, "Alright, have a good day, text you late,"
Ella smiled, kissing Linda on the cheek. Linda smiled and headed toward the door. Ella looked down the hallway twice before closing the door and dancing to the nightstand, pressing play on Spotify.
"I could feel my heartbeat/Electric to my fingertips/Oh woah oh," Ella sang, as she got dressed, jumping and squealing all the way.
Ella smiled brightly in the mirror, she was having the time of her life,she thought, if she was dying then this wasn't such a bad way to go out. "Now to get dressed," Ella mumbled to herself as she pulled the extra suit of clothes out of her bag.
Beep! Ella's phone went off.
"Where r u," Tyson typed.
"Coming (smiley emoji)" Ella sent back.
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Ella came stumbling in the front door of her firm, with her tangerine glossed lips forming a somewhat pleasant smile.
"Holy shit!" Tyson sounded.
"What?" Ella asked sweetly.
"You're smiling."
Ella giggled, "Haven't seen a grown woman smile, I guess you're not to good in bed then."
Tyson rolled his eyes, "wouldn't you like to know?"
Ella laughed, "Nah I got-"
Tyson nodded his head, " good booty call?"
"It was not a booty call, it was more like a boob-" Ella stopped.
Tyson's eyebrow shot up, "It was what?"
"Hashtag tmi," Ella coughed, glancing down at her feet.
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Bite The Needle
Short StoryElla is a high rising, stellar hard ass fashion designer. She has always strived for excellence, nothing less, and nothing more. At 21 the young self made millionaire sets out to win the worlds runway. With servient employees, and hard as nails atti...
