Siren Call

Frenemies

A new week began, meaning time to head back to work. Thankfully I was one of those people lucky enough to enjoy my job. Mostly thanks to having Roxy's support all my life, she pushed me to not settle, but to find what I loved, and grab it with both hands. Advice that had led to my job as an architectural engineer for a pretty big city company. Having parked my car in the car park. I grabbed the bag of schematics, and began to walk towards the building entrance.

The sun peeked out from behind the fluffy white clouds, the air was still cold, Spring being still a few solid weeks away. The smell of car exhausts and wintery chill flowing through the street and chilling my skin as it blew into me. The wave of warmth that hit me as soon as I stepped inside the lobby, was a huge contrast to the cold street. Back into the familiar building that I spend hours of my life in each week. The white marbled floor, shone in the light that flooded in through the numerous floor to ceiling glass windows, and the silvery, grey walls that were decorated with various images of different buildings and intricate sketch plans. I dodged around the large art sculpture that was positioned in the center of the space. Noticing a few people seated on the sofas in the waiting area. I gave a small wave to samantha on the front desk, she responded with her usual flirtatious smile and flicked her blonde hair over her shoulder, before being distracted by the phone ringing. I continued forward, reaching the lift just in time for a middle aged man to exit, talking away on his phone. Not even looking up as he hurried past me. I stepped inside and pressed the button for my floor.

A few seconds later and I was walking out into the hall, turning left and heading towards my office. Approaching it, I caught sight of a familiar face sitting in the chair by my desk. I walked in, hanging my jacket on the coat stand just inside.

"Hey man." I said walking towards my other best friend, and colleague, Jamie Harmon.

He nodded from his chair, placing a folder on my desk.

"Hey, how was the wedding?"

I walked around him, casting a glance out at the city this morning, before taking a seat behind my large mahogany desk and facing him. His navy blue shirt had a few buttons undone and was tucked into his black suit trousers. He looked at me questioningly, awaiting my response, resting his elbow on the arm of the chair and leaning his chin on the back of his hand, his thumb lightly brushing over his stubble then tapping against his knuckles.

"Was great actually, shame you couldn't make it." I replied.

Roxy and Jamie were good friends. There was a time where Jamie was interested in her as more than that, but not only was Rox dead set against any relationships back then, but their easily fiery tempers would probably have resulted in murder by their third week.

"Yeah, had no chance of getting out of that meeting though." He rolled his eyes as he spoke, lowering his hand so that it fell over the arm of the chair whilst he shuffled forwards.

"How did it go?" I asked, picking up the file that Jamie had dropped on my desk.

"All set, they want us to handle the whole project."

My brows rose in surprise, the deal that Jamie had gone to discuss was a huge contract. It would be a massive project for the business. One that him and me would be heading up. Jamie's vivid green eyes glinted with pride and cockiness. I rolled my eyes with a laugh, typical of him to be so smug.

"Well looks like we're about to get very busy." I sighed, flipping through the pages.

Jamie rose to his feet, combing his fingers through his short dark hair and shrugging his shoulders.