My Boss the Panty Snatcher

Chapter 2- In which she's learns that surprises aren't always welcome

Chapter 2: In which she learns that surprises aren't always welcome

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The weekend was uneventful in every sense of the way. I didn't do much but lay around and try to not think about my new work place.

Whenever I thought about it I felt like I had been transported back into high w hook and I was suddenly the new kid in a big unknown place. I had no reason to feel that way. It was just a new job, it's not like it was in all new state.

Miguel was no help at all in helping ease my feelings of discomfort. He was more distant and scatterbrained than he usually was. Of course I was worried about him. I tried confronting him about it but he would brush me aside by distracting with other things.

Of course I knew that something was off. He told me everything no matter how embarrassing. Like the first time we had sex he told me he'd only ever had sex at least 3 times. Now I wasn't a person to judge and I knew it was uncomfortable for him to tell me but it was the fact that he felt the need to tell me. I felt I've always extended the same curtsey to him but I admit I could be a little closed off and reserved. 

I was no good at keeping secrets. Secrets weren't my thing. They're messy, maybe messier than lies but lies are so much more hurtful and painful than secrets.

I knew that he wasn't keeping any secrets from me. If he was keeping secrets from me I was more than happy to believe he had a good reason and that it wasn't a big secret.

Whatever it was obviously wasn't enough to keep him distracted from seeing how I was freaking out over working for a Bennett. We both were well acquainted with the name Bennett. It had been a name on a list of people to work for for a long time. The company was massive and well respected. I didn't expect to be working there so soon since I had only been working for a year.

I wasn't the only one who was excited for the opportunity to work for a Bennett. Kimberly was in raptures even though she had to leave her play toy Jean. I doubt she'd be able to sink her claws in anyone in Bennett Industries not that I was doubting her skills. I just doubted that it'd be as easy since it's a bigger company.

That didn't stop her from calling me every 10 minutes with new information that she could scavenge from other assistants who work there. I honestly wanted to bash her head in every time I saw her name pop up on my phone. But like the good friend I am I answered her calls and feigned surprise and interest. She didn't even care that I seemed uninterested or annoyed. It got to the point where Miggy and I just took turns answering her calls and putting her on speaker phone. None of us had the heart to tell her to fuck off but we both knew it would had no effect on her anyway.

I couldn't find it in me to be excited about starting a new job probably because I was distracted by the visit of my brother looming over.

My brother Edward Roberts was everything that I wasn't and more. He was the golden boy, the epitome of poster kids. My mother bless her before she died cherished the ground he walked on. In reality we all did. He was beautiful too if that was supposed to make a dorky chubby teenage girl like me feel better. His shaggy disheveled coffee colored hair was always long and falling into his arctic blue eyes. I was always jealous of his eyes. He had inherited the color from our grandmother while I got a mix between my mother and  fathers eyes and got a dark mossy green.

I hated whenever he looked at me because it was always so piercing. It made me feel even more beneath him than I already was.

His hooded eyes weren't the only things that were noticeable about him. He had gotten my parents good looks. He had gotten the sharp attractive jawline that ran in the Robert family line was passed down to him. It went well with his angular face while mine was soft and slightly round. He was tall and had a nice lean and slightly bulky build even as a teen.