Apartment B-4

The Wingman Can

ELENA'S POINT OF VIEW

I woke up to my alarm clock going off. It was time for work. I got out of my bed and walked to get ready. It's been a month since I moved in, and I was loving it here.

I had some trouble getting used to living with a man, but he was extremely respectful. The only downfall was fighting on who got in the shower first. It was a race to the finish all of the time.

I heard Dean open his door which meant that the race was starting. I ran my hardest to the bathroom and saw him doing the same. Dean entered the bathroom first and locked the door.

I could hear him laughing.

"Gotta catch up next time Lena!" He said still laughing.

"Dammit Dean!" I replied.

"Watch your profanity!" He replied.

Asshole.

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Finally, after about an hour of the princess getting ready, I was able to take a shower.

"I made breakfast, but I don't think you deserve it," I said to Dean sticking out my tongue.

"Dude yes!" He said as he shoved blueberry waffles in his mouth. He started coughing because he tried to eat an entire waffle whole.

"Chew your food and that won't happen," I winked at him.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny. I almost died Lena!" He said.

"Awww that's a little melodramatic don't you think?" I winked again.

"Whatever, I'm off to work. A car wouldn't be a car without me!" Dean said before walking towards the door.

"Hey Lena, by the way, that skirt looks really good on you," he said checking out my butt and winking on his way out the door.

I just laughed to myself.

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It's been a month since I started my job at a huge business corporation, Grant Enterprises. I was currently just a secretary, but hopefully I can work my way up and become something big. That was my plan after all. I wanted to become something that people looked up to.

I walked into Mr. Kyle Grant's office.

Yes, I found myself extremely attracted to him. He was thirty and extremely successful. Also, he resembled Matt Bomer in White Collar. Pure perfection. Everyone was in love with Kyle Grant. Can you blame them though? His blue eyes made you get lost for a little bit. His hair was so full that you just wanted to run your fingers through your hair. He was so perfect.

I spoke to Mr. Grant.

"Mr. Grant, Stock Line wants to know if you'd be interested in scheduling a meeting to discuss prices on the..." I started to say.

"Stock Line. Ugh that's one corporation I can't stand. Please tell Robert that if he wants to make a deal, he won't sleep with a man's fiancé," Mr. Grant said.

"Sure thing Mr. Grant. Can I assist you at all? Coffee? Water? Snacks?" I asked.

"Elena you've done enough. Thank you," he said smiling at me. I blushed and walked back to my small office.

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DEAN'S POINT OF VIEW

I walked into the apartment after a good day of working. I loved owning my own shop. It was so much fun.

I entered the house to see Lena making dinner.

"Hey Lena," I said.

"Hi Dean. How was work?" She said smiling.