Follow your Heart

Chapter 8

AS PROMISED, HERE IS THE NEXT CHAPTER. I HOPE THAT YOU LIKE IT. IT TOOK A WHILE FOR ME TO WRITE. AT THE END PLEASE COMMENT AND VOTE.

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As I got into work, I noticed that I only had 15 minutes to spare before actually starting the day. I’ve seen a lot of people in at this time. I’m usually not aware of everyone here because I’m busy starting off my day since I’m here earlier than them. I place my stuff in my office and head to the break room to get coffee for Jarred and for myself. I prefer a latte instead of a coffee.

I replayed the events in my head again. I can’t believe that I ran into Jeff after all this time. It seems that only days passed by instead of months. I feel at ease with him. Plus he looks breath taking in that elevator. With all this happening it kind of side tracked me from my important task at hand. I have to decide of how and when I’m going to break the news to Jarred of what I’ve decided. I grabbed my latte and his coffee and headed back to my office.

I had to retrieve his card from my purse. I placed the drinks on my desk and dug through my purse to search for the card that was stored in my wallet. I took out the black card from its spot. It felt that the card weighed a ton in my hand. I couldn’t believe that a tiny card can be such a burden to me. I put the tiny, sleek black card into my pocket of my red blazer. It felt like this card was burning a hole through my blazer. I shook my head to get rid of that thought. I picked up my latte, Jarred’s coffee and I walked out of my small office.

I slowly paced myself towards Jarred’s office because I didn’t want to get there too fast. I still needed to control my nerves. I was nervous about meeting him regarding this matter. We never talked about anything personal, always business. As I approached his office, his door was slightly ajar and I could see him sitting at his desk reading some paperwork. “He can really take my breath away, I’m sure this happens with all the ladies in the office. Go gaga over the hot looking boss.” I said to myself. I kept admiring him from the door. He had his jacket off and he was leaning into the desk. He looked gorgeous, there isn’t a day that goes by that he isn’t horrible looking. He had his hair slicked back as usual and his arm propped up on the desk with his hand holding his head up. I shook my head to gather my thoughts. “I should stop ogling at him and make up my mind of what the hell I’m going to do.” I thought. I raised my hand to knock on the big wooden office door but if I don’t do it now, I never will. “It’s just a normal day at work. I’m going in there to talk with the boss.” I said as I looked down at my hands. I noticed that I was still holding out morning drinks. I brought my latte to my mouth and took a sip out of it. “Ok, let’s get this done.” I said with a little bit of confidence.

I finally mustered up the courage to raise my hand to tap on the door to welcome my presence. Jarred looked up from the papers her was reading from and signaled me into his office with his hand. I smiled and held up our drinks in my hand. “I hope I don’t make a fool out of myself. Just act casual.” I mentally told myself. Jarred leaned back into his chair and a small smile was plastered on his face. I never get to experience him smile nor laugh. “He should do it more.” I thought.

“Morning Mr. Matthews, I brought you your coffee.” I said handing it to him. Jarred too his coffee from my out stretched hand, our fingertips grazed each other during the exchange. The slightest tough sent heat waves through me.

“Morning Abigail! You’re usually here before everyone else, late night?” he asked with one raised up eyebrow.

“Wow, he actually noticed that I wasn’t here.” I said to myself sipping on my latte. “I know, but I had a hard time sleeping last night and I managed to wake up a little late this morning. Oscar didn’t appreciate my lateness either.” I said to him. “Shit, why did I have to bring up my dog?  If I could bang my head on his desk for being a complete idiot, I would. But that would make me look like a crazy woman.” I thought.