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I drove back home and couldn't wait to tell Ryan about today. I walked up to the door and found it unlocked. I opened and found Ryan and her boyfriend, Evan, in the living room. Thank God they had on clothes this time.

"Dee! You're back! I was starting to get worried. So, how was it? Did you get the job?"

I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle. I leaned against the marble kitchen island and began to talk about my very interesting day at Carson's Inc.

"Well, I was late to my interview this morning thanks to the big man himself and his asshole bodyguards. Anyway, I was going to say fuck it but, I thought about it and said I was going through with the interview one way or another."

"Wow, sounds like a dick move for him to let a woman just miss the elevator for himself. You know he could just install an elevator made for his personal use, makes more sense. Anyway, continue." Ryan said as she came into the kitchen and began pulling food out.

"Anyway, I made my way up to floor and told them I had an interview. The woman at the front, Catherine, seems like she already had an attitude with me. So, while going back and forth with her, I told her to get Mr. Carson herself and tell him I had an interview."

"Damn, made her get the boss, huh? But, she sounds like a bitch though. So, salmon or sea bass tonight?" 

Now, Ryan is like a wizard in the damn kitchen. This girl can cook like no other. I told her she should put her skills to use and open up some type of establishment or do a cooking class.

"Eh...what are you in the mood for?"

"Sea bass it is then. Anyway, continue the story."

"Anyway, Mr. Carson came to meet me and he was a sight for sore eyes. Like, Ryan, when I tell you this man is gorgeous, he is like this perfectly sculpted man. And here's the thing, he couldn't keep his eyes off me either."

"So, Mr. Carson has a thing for my best friend, huh?"

"I believe so. Anyway, I kinda told him that he needed me as his assistant and I swear the whole lobby looked at me. He then shot me a smirk and escorted me to his office. So, once in his office, I explained to him the whole why I was late to the interview. Then out of no where he gets up and sits in front of me. Then he slowly caressed my face with his hand and had whispered against my lips."

Ryan had stopped what she was doing and came and sat next to me and stared at me like she was dying to hear the rest of the story.

"So, Mr. Carson thinks he can just touch all over my best friend? What did he do next?"

"I honestly thought he was going to kiss me but he pulled and didn't stop smirking at me. Then, he told me to go ask the bitchy front desk woman about the dress attire and what I need to be doing this week. As soon as I was leaving his office, he back us up against his door and he began caress my bottom lip with his thumb."

"Damn, all this happened, on just your interview?" She looked away for a minute than looked back at me and whispered in my ear. "Is he looking for any more personal assistants?"

I looked at her in shock and we both burst out in laughter. Man, Ryan sure does know how to make a girl laugh. She got up and went back to cooking. I got and made my way upstairs to my room. I began to take my clothes off and hop in the shower. As I stepped in the bathroom, my mind can't help but wonder to what has happened to me today. Why was he doing all this to me? He barely knew me but, he still touched me...and I allowed him to do it. I would say that was highly unprofessional and inappropriate to do at a workplace but, he didn't seem to care and to be honest...neither did I. I got into the shower and all of a sudden, Ryan bursts through the door.

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