For Her

Chapter 2 - The deal

CHAPTER 2

"So Ms. Sta Maria, we need talking skills here in this job, hence persuasion skills. In one minute, sell yourself to me."

What? Sell your face. Andi was right. This person in front of me was damn gorgeous, how can the Creator be so favourable with this one. His face was held forward in a steady gaze, and had an air of authority that was palpable. His hair – naturally brown in colour – was neatly tied and worn back revealing his widow's peak, his sturdy jaw-line could chisel a granite, those prominent chin looks as if he is inclined to keep his chin up, those set of deep brown eyes were shadowed and suggested a brooding personality. His dark eyes were spaced evenly apart sitting below trim eyebrows that seemed to curve the natural extension of his broad pointed nose hooked over continually pursed lips with their natural thinness. He is so tantalizing that just by looking at him, you'll forget how to breathe. He's features are impossible, my gosh, I always had my own insecurities seeing other beautiful girls, but this is actually the first time that I ever felt insecure because of how perfect a guy can look. I smiled to myself, Christian Grey is for real. Fuck. Focus Maria, focus.

"Excuse me sir?" I asked him because I have to make sure of the question first. "I will not be repeating myself for the third time, so listen. I'm giving you one minute, sell yourself," and he smirked. What a dimwit. I'm sure that smirked implied that he is thinking I am stupid. Forget all those compliments, there's only one thing to describe him – cocksure.

Sporting a smile, I said "I'm priceless. You can't buy me. Thanks for your time, I'm now going Mr. Jacob Jacinto." And then we held our gaze and I can't look at anything but his eyes. What's wrong with me! Those eyes, they're a curse, I knew it. Damn.

I don't know what happened but it seemed like an eternity before he keep his gaze away and start grinning like an idiot, (for the record, he's the most handsome idiot-looking person I've ever met) "Ms. Felicity,"

"Sta. Maria," I corrected him.

"Fine Ms. Sta Maria, I think you misinterpreted me. The question was for you to persuade me into hiring you for the job."

"You're wrong sir. I know that I should have said I'm hardworking, or optimistic, or dedicated, but I'm not that person sir. But what I said awhile ago was true, I am priceless, that's why I will never belong to somebody. But for the sake of this interview, I won't sell myself to you, and to cut the chase sir. Just accept me 'cause I need a job. Badly."

"Well everyone needed a job, badly. How is your situation different from them? Besides, some of them are a college graduate. And you? An AB Literature student who stopped college. Now you're telling me I should accept you?"

"Yes. I may be a college drop out but I can do the job. I think me needing this job, again, badly is enough reason for me to do it correctly."

"You have a point there. Actually, may iba akong naisip."

Hindi maganda ang lagay ko sa iniisip niya, but nevermind. I asked anyway. Stupid. "Ano naman yun?" then as if on cue, I rolled my eyes.

"You seem to be forgetting your manners Ms. Sta Maria. I'm still the boss here, and you're just the applicant. If you're not really interested in doing this interview, hence having a job under my supervision, you can now leave my office. I have other willing and respectful applicants waiting."

Oh no no, come on Maria, just be nice and take it easy. "Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Jacinto, it's just that, I guess I will never be good at handling interviews. Whatever you idea is sir, makikinig ako. I think I might just also have to consider it."

"Good. Now here, since you have a background for creative writing which is written here in your resume, I think I might just give you a special job, something that is still under my supervision but not in this company. It's more of a personal job that I want you to do."