The Assistant

CHAPTER 4: Here Comes The Feelings

●JAMES●

        After closing the door behind me to her apartment and after she ran off towards her bedroom to hurry up and get ready, I started looking around.

         Not to be mean, but by looking at this place, I couldn't imagine anyone living here. I mean, it wasn't that it was dirty and disgusting. As she seemed to keep it organized and clean, but more just too small and not much room for anything.

           I began to feel a bit bad for her. I mean, with the money that I'm paying her with, I'm surprised that she hasn't found a better place or something. Or then again, maybe I'm not paying her enough and need to give her a raise. The holidays are coming up after all and that would be a good Christmas gift to her, I've decided at this moment.

          I had not seemed to pay attention to time or anything as I heard Belle coming out of her room and hurrying us out the door and downstairs, back in my car and towards the office for the meeting. Luckily we had finished the speech earlier.

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        During the meeting, I couldn't stop myself from looking at Belle.

         I thought she looked beautiful with her wavy dark hair, light makeup, purple blouse with a knee high pencil skirt and some heels.

          "Mr. Wimbleton?! Do we have a deal?" The man we were having a meeting with asks me.

          I quickly snap back to reality and look at the man I was having a meeting with and whom I have not paid too much attention to for the past several minutes, though I didn't want him to know that. So instead, I just go ahead and agree.

           "Yes. We have a deal." I reply and as the man and I stand up and shake one another's hands, I notice out the corner of my eye, Belle is looking at me shocked and surprised. To which I ignore for a moment.

            "Ms. Taylor." The man says as he turns and looks at Belle while then saying goodbye after he gently kisses the top of Belle's hand.
 
           Which I'm not sure why, but kind of bothered me.

            After the man leaves, both Belle and I head on back towards my office.

            "Well, that went well." I said as I began to loosen my tie up and then take a seat behind my desk.

            "Yeah. I'm surprised you agreed with him." Belle says almost in a disappointing way.

            "Well, it's done. And we wont have to start on his project until our holiday is over." I assure her.

           "Speaking of which, Mr. Wimbleton, I would like to go home for the holidays and return after New Years." She blurts out.

           "Are you asking for a couple of weeks off?" I ask her.

           "Well, almost two weeks. But yeah. Cause I haven't seen my family in a very long time and would really like it if I could take some time off." She asks a little nervously a little bit.

           I look at her as I notice she's avoiding eye contact with me.

          "I'll think about it." I tell her. In which I really needed to think about it because I wasn't sure I could have her be so far away, in case I needed her. Not that I'm not capable of doing things myself, however, she is my assistant and her job does not entitle too many vacations, let alone a couple of weeks all at once.

      
  
         A few days pass by since Belle asked me about her vacation and I have been trying to put together the plans and ideas for this new client of ours, whose agenda I finally found out was that he wanted what normally would take a year at least to put together, he wanted it done in the next five months. So I had no time to even think about her leaving.

        She has been nice enough not to bring it up and she does after all deserve a vacation such as that one, but I'm not sure with this whole new client and meeting all his demands on time, if I can afford to have her for that long. Unless.......I began thinking to myself, until I finally came up with a solution.

          "Belle, will you please come into my office." I called her at her desk.

          "Yeah." She replies and then hangs up and I see her begin to head towards my office.

          She walks inside. "Close the door please and then take a seat." I suggest.

          She then closes the door and sits across from me in front of my desk and seems a bit confused and also nervous.

          "Is everything okay?" She asks me.

          "Everything's great. In fact, I wanted to tell you that I've been thinking a lot about what you asked me the other day. About your vacation." I began.

         She takes in a deep breath and lets it out as she nervously awaits for me to answer.

         "And?" She asks nervously.

         "I will let you leave for vacation. However, I do have one condition." I tell her.

         "Okay?" She answers a little worried.

         "I go with you." I tell her with a smile.

         She looks at me for a little bit with a confused look.

         "I'm sorry, what?" She asks.

         "You can go on vacation, as long as I can go with you." I tell her again.

          "Uh....I don't think that's a good idea." She says.

          "And why is that?" I ask.

          "Because they're my family. And you are my boss. My private life is something I have and would like to keep separate from work." She says.

           "Well, I'm sorry, but those are my conditions if you want to take your vacation." I smile at her. Knowing that I have won.

          I'm not sure when or how this happened. But there's something about her that makes me feel amazing. It's a feeling I'm not too familiar with. However, I also know, that it's a feeling that I know shouldn't be between a boss and his assistant.

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