Fated Love

Chapter 7

Ian's POV

After three hours of rest, I finally got out of my bed. Taking a quick shower, I threw on some random shirt I found in the dresser, took my reading glass from the bed stand, put them on and eventually climbed back into my bed where I promptly started to work on a pending project. Once I had finished that, I decided to check my messages. That I was doing when my phone rang.

"Hello." I answered.

"Good evening." Came her very professional voice.

"Hey Erika, good evening. What's up?!" I stood up from the bed and walked into the wardrobe, remembering that I had a meeting with the guys later in the day.

"I'm fine." She answered. "Just wanted to check on you. How was your trip?"

"It was fine and exhausting." I said, trying to sort out what to wear for the evening.

"Oh, but you're already used to that. Did you sleep well?"

"No. I could barely get any sleep. I was just restless."

"Oops, sorry. Did you meet her?"

"Who?"

"Your house manager."

"Is she supposed to work on weekends?" I flipped through my clothes, confused about what to wear.

"No." She answered. "Unless she has an unfinished job to attend to."

"Hmm, I see."

"You still haven't answered my question."

"I have seen her."

"Okay...." She slurred. "So, what do you think about her?"

"I just met her today, I can't answer that."

"Really?"

I smiled at her tone, "Yes."

"What are your plans for the weekend?"

"Are you planning on taking me out or you are just inquiring to mess with my already planned out schedule?"

"Oh please, I was wondering if you would want to hang out."

I paused what I was doing and glanced at the time. "Wow! Is Erika Valdez asking me out? I never thought I would see this day." I teased.

"Are you free?"

"Well, I'm supposed to go out with Richard and Adrian later on."

"Oh." She sighed, tiredly.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just tired." I could hear the rustling of papers in the background.

"You could join us, you know. Kind of miss the days we usually hang out together."

"Yeah, but duty calls." She mumbled. "And there goes my plan to join you guys."

I frowned but nodded. "I think you're one of the most hardworking staff in that company, you need a promotion."

She laughed, "Promotion to what?" She asked. "Are you doing something?"

"Yea, why?"

"You're not focused."

I stood in front of my mirror with another set of clothes, trying to choose which was better.

"Hmm. How smart of you." I muttered, switching the phone to my right ear.

"What are you doing?" She asked, hesitantly.

"I'm trying to sort out what to wear for the evening, I'm confused."