Desire For Business

Baked Goods In An Ugly World

After my day of being pampered, I set myself up at my desk and set out a fresh notebook and pen, situate them in front of me and blank my mind to figure which task to tackle first. Hmm. Dris. I call on the number he gave me and he picks up on third ring. I guess I should have organized my thoughts more before calling but I just flow with it.
"Good afternoon sir, is this a bad time?" He answers quickly "I am always busy but I have a moment." I answer as I do in my professional work voice, "Okay I will be quick. First, insurance company keeps calling and I figure that I should check with you before responding" he is silent for a moment "send me all your ,, meeting people and doing these type of things for others." I hear background talk and he then responds with more urgency "was that all?" I respond with, "I have my cupcake customers waiting since my days in the hospital...I have 3 deliveries to be made today." He doesn't pause. " Kalisto will assist on your delivery for surveillance and police protection, call him when you're ready" I quickly squeeze in a "wait" before I feel a "click" coming "yes" he answers slightly annoyed. "When do I start?" He pauses, "are you ready?" I answer honestly, "I could use a couple days" he quickly responds "11 days and call me at 4pm on that day" and he "clicks" the phone, no chance for protest or good byes. Whew, that went easier than I thought. Now, I want to check in with Mrs. Florian, making sure everything is okay and that she is still okay with my schedule. I truly care about her and I hope my days being cut doesn't effect the business too much especially since, its been growing so fast. I call, she doesn't answer so I leave a voicemail with my concerns, greetings and updates on my health and farewell with best wishes. I write in my book all things required for my insurance company through a google search and take a picture of said documents and text him photos of them. I found it kind of funny when he responded with 😉 emoji

A buzz comes in my apartment intercom, the guard says their is a guest wanting to see me. I let them in. I am slighlty curious who it would be at this time. Kalisto, Krisia and Pier all know my code and the guard at night have their names on the list. Then two minutes later a knock on my door.

I open it, and to my surprise, its Parker. "How'd you get in last time without the code?" He replies guiltless , "I followed the car in front of me closely before the gate could close on my car, but I guess at night, you have a guard? Does Mrs. Florian pay you that much?" I shake my head "my life is private, may I remind you Parker?" He smiles that intoxicating smile. "Are you going to invite me or is your 50 cent in there?" I roll my eyes. They both have little jabs at each other that I give no notice to.

"You can come in as a co-worker friend" he puts his arms up."Of course" with that foul play smirk.
We walk through the entrance of my apartment and he whistles an impressed tune "I knew the place was fancy but imported tiles, this amazing art work and you can see the lake from every window, crown molding, French doors, granite counter tops, inwindow blinds, damn Charis, you are my girl of style in fashion and decor!" I slighlty giggle. "No wonder your nose is always in the air" he makes this cute questioning smile..."you do know you'll drown if it rains..?" I can't help but laugh. He does too, staring at me like a broken hearted puppy when it goes silent with us just looking at each other. I spring up "would you like something to drink? I have coffee, green & chia tea, Fuji water and pomegranate juice?" I pause for a second. "Maybe a snack?" He comes closer to me "Maybe we can go to lunch?" I roll my eyes and he responds with his infectious smile and tries to innocently respond with "co-workers have lunch all the time" I shake my head. "You are a persistent one Parker, I will give you that" he pauses and sits on the couch inches from us, staring into my eyes during his transition "And you're truly a beautiful one Charis, I work hard on what I want" I am feeling kind of uncomfortable like I am doing something wrong.

I just look away and plead "Please Parker don't make this harder than it has to be" he gets up takes both his pointer fingers and seperates the hairs that lay on my face. He then grabs my face with both hands, his thumbs at my jaw "what are you so afraid of? And looks down laughing while talking "And what about that other guy doesnt fear you?" He pauses a moment "because I think most people in the city fear him" he laughs at his own joke even more and I can't help but smirk at the remark. I pull his hands from my face. "Parker, please...you said you wouldnt be like this before I let you in the door"