When Summer Arrives (On Hold)

Curiosity

An hour and a half after I stepped into that car I expected to be bleeding out in a ditch or in a box headed towards the countries boarder, however, I was safely escorted by Gregory Wilson, the driver, into the city just out of town.  Gregory pulled the SUV over when we arrived at a building holding multiple business offices.

As it turns out Gregory has been the chauffeur for his employer for years and he had just gotten married last fall.

“We’re here Miss Han.”  He said pulling the gear into park.  “Jekyll will take you from here on out.”

“Aren’t you coming?”  Another man in a suit opened the car door nearest to me.

“I am only the chauffeur.”  I took Jekyll’s outstretched hand and he, just like Gregory, looked to be in his late twenties. 

“Miss Han I will be accompanying you to our offices.”

I stepped out of the car and let the other man lead me to the building.  “Say, Jekyll, who are we going to see?”  Maybe he would tell me.

He chuckled.  “My employer has told me to keep his identity a secret.”

I sighed at my failure.

“Sorry to disappoint you Miss Han.”  He smiled and his eyes lingered for longer than I would have liked.  Not the man wasn’t attractive he just wasn’t Sam, and anything less than that wasn’t going to cut it.

“No worry.”  I weakly smiled at him with a cold look in my eyes.  “I’ll just blame you if I die.”

He let out a deep and sudden breath and stopped walking for a brief moment.  I kept on walking towards the elevator and smiled at the thought that I scared that guy.  “Hey!”  I said coldly, an art I was practiced in.  “What floor are we going to?”  I pressed the button and it glowed in an upward arrow.  With a beep the doors opened and crowd of people climbed out I stepped in, my hand hovering above the control panel.

“Ah right. Floor thirteen.”

“Okay.”  I pressed the ‘13’ button and then quickly tapped the ‘close doors’ one.  “I can find my way from here.

“Wait.”  But it was too late, the doors already closed.

In all reality, I have no idea where to go.

“That was quite the show.”  I jumped, I hadn’t thought that anybody was in here.

Obviously I was wrong because two guys stood right behind me, both wore suits.  Was that the trend around here?

“Uh… Thanks?”

“Where are you headed?”

“Um, the thirteenth floor.”

“So I’ve heard, but there are a lot of people on that floor.  Who exactly are you meeting?”

“I don’t know.”  I smiled a little at the situation; I could only imagine how strange I seemed right now.  I mean I was a girl in a building looking for a man she didn’t know and discarding the only help she had.

“That’s great, you proclaim to know where to go even when you don’t!”  The tall man let out a fit of laughter.  Well I’m glad somebody got something out of this.  “Regardless, I’ve never seen a woman reject Jekyll like that.  He is quite the skirt chaser.”

“Is it just skirts he chases, or is it the women in the skirts as well?”  The man, or rather the boy he only looked about a couple years older than me, looked at me strange.  More so, confused than anything else really.  “I’m just saying, what if a man was wearing the skirt, would he still chase it just because the skirt?   It’d be quite an odd sight.”  I chuckled at the image and he followed suit.