"Is that what this feeling is? This suffocating analyzing penetrating awful feeling is love?"When she bounced into my office out of breath reeking of vanilla and cherry I was not in the least amused.
"Hello my name is Victoria I'm an intern"
Her black hair cascading past her shoulders and her brown eyes held determination. I couldn't help but become a little intrigued. She was late and red from running but still trying to make a good impression.
"Hello Victoria my name is James, I do require you to be on time while you are here and to take your appearance seriously."
I don't know why I said that. She looked stunning especially with her red cheeks.
"Excuse me sir but this is my first time on this side of town so I got completely lost and ended up running."
Like I didn't already figure that.
"Please take a seat" I gestured toward the chair in front of my desk and watched her as she carefully sat down.
She fiddled with the edges of her Calvin Klein dress that hugged her form perfectly. A present from her mother or boyfriend? Why does that even matter to me? My gaze made her uncomfortable I didn't care a little lamb shouldn't come around wolves.
"What made you want to Intern at my company?"
Her eyes became huge and she seemed to be taken aback. Had she not know that this was my company? Did she do any research or was she just another trust fund brat that got an in because daddy is on the board?
"You're James Worthington!?"
I nodded waiting to hear the rest of it. The whole "Oh my Mr. Worthington you've done so well My father works on your board and I do thank you for giving me a chance."
"You're not old at all, here I was thinking I would be working for a pervy 60-year-old this is great!!"
I knew my mouth was hanging open. I didn't try to close it. She was smiling from ear to ear like a school girl who just got a gold star for her perfect science project.
"Well I applied because I want to start my own business."
When she said my own business her head kinda dropped and she moved a lock of her hair behind her ear.
"So you're here to steal my company secrets??"
She put her hand over her mouth and tried to stifle a laugh. I smiled. Her entire being was contagious I couldn't help but smile when the tune of her laughter spilled from her mouth.
"Not Exactly, I guess I was praying that this would teach me how to handle the business world."
Again her cheeks became a beautiful shade of red but this time not because of being out of breath. But because she laughed. Did I make her laugh? Will I make her laugh again?
"Your schedule will be emailed to you as well as your job duties"
I sat up and reached my hand out to shake hers.
"I might not seem like much but I'm not done yet"
"Then Show Me More Victoria"
What am I thinking??
7 months later
"I'm bad aren't I?"
I've wondered that myself.
"No."
"Then why haven't you spoke to me since the meeting?"
"Because I knew better than bringing you of all people to a meeting discussing cutting funds from a small business owner."
Has this hallway always been this small??
"James Listen you and I both know that this is all that man and his family has how on earth is he going to live without it??"
Please stop saying my name like that.
"James."
I already felt her move around me before she made her way in front of me. I towered over her small frame but instead of feeling like a brute I felt as though I bowed to her. Has she always been such a spit fire? Perhaps I created a monster or maybe brought one out.
"Victoria this man business is failing if he cared so much about it why hasn't he changed his approach his business plan?"
She bit her lip huffed and began to walk away.
I followed behind her to our private elevator and noticed her outfit today. Ever since she became an official member of my team I started to take notice of her new ensembles. Mostly because she used to rush into my office to tell me about her Sarah Jessica Parker heels. Maybe I will take her to dinner as an employee outing or something like that. She isn't that mad at me is she? Do I need to explain what wasting company funds is??
I was brought of my musing when I heard the elevator tinge. We walked inside in silence the only sound was the melody her heels made. I've become use to this. Her heels clicking to the silence between us leaving a comfortable atmosphere for us to coincide in.
"James, some people draw skyscrapers. They see it in their mind draw it on a piece of paper put color to it. But they don't build it."
She always did this to me. I don't know if I will ever get used to it. The feeling in my stomach of being left breathless being stunned.
"Give me a chance to bring his business back, let me put his dream to true realization, I mean you must have given him that loan for a reason. Your board of trustee put their stamp of approval on it for something let me build it for him."
Why? Why does she care?
The elevator doors opened and I practically ran out. I knew she wouldn't follow she was smart enough to know to let me go over over turning a decision I made. She will help that man. She always does she has amazing ideas. Isn't that the reason I brought her? I wanted her to help him. But telling her that would make her not challenge me and I enjoy it far to much.
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