chapter 3

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chapter 3

I must admit, my first day at work wasn't bad at all.I'm glad I got a hold of things early. I took a cab to the restaurant, and got there a little pass six. I could see everyone was ready to hear about work.As usual,I went into the closet room and changed into my gym clothes, which consisted of a sports bra, a pair of sweatpants and a hoody, which I usually tie around my waist.

"so how was work?" Anita asked as I packed my things. I had a feeling she knew about my 'interview' long before I did. Looking at the fact that she has been trying her best to get close to Ed. Don't get me wrong. She's a sweet little thing, and a lovely one at that. Also one who has a huge crush on Ed, who is too blind to see.

"Not too bad for a first day"

"hey Mr Duxfield said to see him when you arrive"

"sure"

Mr. Duxfield was a man in his fifties who ran the restaurant. He is a really nice guy. Mum,Veronica and I  usually spent the christmas with his family.

"Mia. I see you are back already. how was work?"he asked as I sat down.

"very well. I love my office."

"I'm glad.I hope you will come and visit?"

"of course, why not?"

"that's good."

"I'm sure Veronica will come and work at the restaurant after college"

"We will be waiting for her. before you go I want to give you your salary"

He removed an envelope from his drawer, and handed it to me. I opened it, and it was more than my usual salary.

"Mr Duxfield, this is too much."

"Oh dear. consider it a congratulatory gift"he said with his crooked smile.

"it's still too much."

"then use the rest for skipper" i smiled at his remark.

"thanks a lot. I really should get going. Ed has a match today, and I want to see him before it starts"

"then you should hurry"

"yes sir. thanks again"

I got up and left the office.I zipped up my hoodie and retied my hair. i took a cab to the gym.

I met the usual scene whenever there was an impending match. There were a lot of people waiting in the wrestling arena. I'm sure they were huge fans of Ed. I removed my hoodie and placed it in my bag, and headed to Ed's training room.

when i entered, he seemed to be practicing on a punching bag.

"Hi" I greeted, placing my bag on his table. he paused and took deep breaths. I took out a bottle of water and handed it to him.

"You shouldn't work yourself up too much, or else you will be too tired to fight."

He looked up at me with a smirk as sweat dripped. down his tattooed chest.The view in front of me often left girls breathless and wet between their legs. But that obviously didn't work on me, after all the baths we shared as babies, and probably still do when there is a need for it. For instance when either of us are so drunk.

"Let me give you a nice warm massage. who knows? it might help."

I begun to massage his shoulders gently as he wiped up the sweat with a face towel.

'How was work?"he asked as his breathing slowed down.

"It went well. hey do you know Damon Roman?"

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