"Good job covering Ludacris' party. You passed the test."
"Thanks, boss."
"Don't thank me yet. Check your email."
Tarik clicked his inbox and saw that Patrick had already assigned him about twenty more things to do. He didn't mind hard work, though. He could handle it. As a matter of fact, he loved a good challenge.
He crossed his arms behind his neck and put his feet on top of his desk. His shiny new cubicle was an upgrade from the mail room, but it was only the first step in his plans. The second step was Gabby.
She was damn near perfect and he wanted her for himself. But Gabby was a hard egg to crack. If he wanted to win her he was going to have to up his game.
Tarik put his feet back on the floor when he spotted her coming down the aisle.
"Good morning, Ms. Peters."
Gabby glanced up briefly, but kept walking. "Morning, Tarik."
He trailed her to her office. "Anything I can help you with today?"
"Nope. I don't think so." Finished with the conversation, she sat down at her desk and started checking emails, but when she looked up again Tarik was still standing there.
"Tarik, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm really not a morning person."
"Yeah, I noticed." He put his hands in his pockets. "Especially without your coffee."
"Oooh, right...my coffee," Gabby shook her head. "I knew I was missing something." In her rush that morning she'd forgotten to stop for her much-needed cup of espresso from the lobby café.
"Why don't I go grab you a cup," Tarik offered.
"Actually, that would be great." She gave him a half smile. "Thanks."
"Sure. No problem."
Tarik grinned and rubbed his hands together on the way to the elevator. His plan was in motion.
He was going to make himself indispensable to Gabby, anticipate all her needs before she even knew she needed them. By the time I finish she won't know what hit her.
After Tarik left, Gabby closed her office door, dialed the number to Laurent's hotel, and waited for the operator to pick up instead of calling his cell. She knew he was in rehearsals all day and she wanted to surprise him when he got back.
"Intercontinental New York. How may I direct your call?"
"Room 1204 please."
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Through the Fire (a Les Twins fanfic)
FanfictionHow far would you go for love? In this sequel to Secrets and Lies that's the burning question. When Les Twins come to Atlanta, Gabby and Laurent both let their guards down and fall into a whirlwind romance. But with the twins' rising fame comes a...
