2nd Chances

chapter3

Roxy smashed the snooze button on her alarm clock. She groaned and buried her head in her pillow not ready to wake up. A smile crossed her face as she remembered saturday night. Since that night she just couldn't keep a smile from her face. She tempted to remember every detail she could about the man when the alarm clock began to go off again.

"Fine I am going!" she snapped at it as she turned it off and dragged herself out of her very comfortable bed. She was dreading going to work today, which was not a typical feeling for her.

She loved her job. Working as a secretary for an accounting company that her father owned. I know might sound exciting expecially when your father is your boss, but she loved it. Roxy entered the bathroom and turned the shower on and removed her clothes. The reason she dreaded today was because her father has been excited about some hot shot that was coming in from some big city. She didn't even bother to remember, he was supposed to be a big deal in the accounting business and her father was lucky to have gotten him to agree to work for their company. The company had been in business for some years but it was still on the small side and didn't have much prestige as her father would say.

The prick probably knows how big time he is too and expects us to treat him with some royal treatment and kiss his ass. He has another thing coming. She thought. She sould treat him like she treats everyone else, no matter how important he was to her father or the company. She got out of the shower and dried herself off wishing she could call in sick or something but she knew she couldn't. She wrapped her towel around herself and left the bathroom passing a glance at the clock on the nightstand.

"Shit! I am running late, dad is going to kill me." she yelled and dashed to the dresser, thanking god that she always prepared her clothes the night before. She threw the towel on the bed and dressed in record time, she rushed in the bathroom pulling her blonde locks into a tight bun. She debated breakfast or just going to work and decided against breakfast grabbing her keys in a little bowl on the table near the door.

Roxy parked her car in the parking lot and ran to the office. She quickly glanced at her watch noticing she was right in time. Phew, that was a close one she thought smiling with victory. There was nothing more her father hated than being late. Expecially todayof all days. In fact he demanded her to be early but obviously she didn't manage to swing that one.

She greeted the always happy Mrs Betty, the company receptionist and noticed her father stomping in her direction. Ok he is pissed that I didn't come early. She realized wondering how to get herself out of this one. He stopped just before her and a raised an eyebrow sternly and a hard frown crossed his face as he waited for an explanation from her.

"I am sorry da- Mr. Porter." she started but quickly corrected herself. She insisted that in the work place she would call him as everyone else did. That way no one would ever think he gave her special treatment. Shit he expected more from her than anyone else.

"My alarm went all funky on me." She lied smoothing out the little wrinkles on her clothes caused her to rush. That seemed to calm him slightly and she allowed herself a small quiet sigh of relief.

"Well Jamie has already arrived and met everyone but you." He said.

She was just about to apologize when Veronica came up to them. Roxy shot her friend a bright smile and a good morning. She loved that they worked together. Veronica was like an accounting wizard and Roxy couldn't understand why her father made such a big deal oubout this Jamie.

"Good morning Mr. Porter. Roxy can I have a word with you please?" Veronica said giving her a look she didn't quite understand.

"Does it have to be now Veronica?" Her father asked with impatience.