Pressing Matters

Chapter 10

The phone rings again for the sixth time this morning, I try very hard to maintain my smile for the family standing in front o the desk. Mrs. Baillen notice my situation and step in while I summon the Lord to my side and Brace for the verbal abuse.

" Good Morning, Front desk reception-" here we go,

"My DOOR HANDLE IS BROKEN, I HAVE BEEN CALLING ALL MORNING TO GET IT FIXED. SO MUCH FOR THE BEST HOTEL IN MIAMI HUH" I hold the phone away from my ear alittle bit, turning down the volume while I'm at it too.

" As I've said before Ms Vibrado-"

" I fucking knew it was you bitch, YEAH, you fucking black b-" I mute the call for a few seconds so I miss the worst part. Patience is something I developed while working here, if I didn't I would probably tell everyone with a complaint that called to go find their mother and take a deep dive-

" As soon as the maintenance department opens they will be up there as soon as possible... Enjoy the rest of your day." I hang up and exhale heavily, she is a piece of work alright, fucking asshole.

I watch Mrs Baillen finish with the family of four before filling out a report for the bitch's room. In my field of vision I see the same gentleman come again, sitting in the waiting area with a few folders and his security who sits close by. He first started to come sit in the lobby my second week, always wearing a pair of dark glass.

The same table all the time, always glancing our way. For the first to second day I thought he was waiting for someone, now it's getting a bit weird to say the least. I keep complaining to Mrs Baillen but she laughs and says he's watching us, " Put a smile on for Christ sake..." She tease me constantly.

I called security on him but they didn't even show up, Mrs Baillen knew who he is but she keeps dismissing me. He's mostly on his phone though so when he's is preoccupied I study his sharp features. Attractive as hell Blond... could be brown hair with blond highlights it was hard to tell. His well-kept full beard and his hair is tied back, what is with attractive men and man buns?

"He is watching you dear, of course when you're not looking... smile some more..." she whispered to my ear and went back to her computer. That did not ease my worries at all only worsen it for me. Suddenly I felt the need to pee, I look back on my list, the hotel was fully booked and no one should be coming for the rest of the evening/night. I excused myself and ask Mrs. Baillen to cover for me while I take a mini bathroom break, I put on my heels and walk past the stranger, I seem to catch his attention from his phone as he look up at me while I walk past .

Subconsciously I pull down my skirt and walk stiffly until I was out of view, I let out a breath I did not know I was holding. I look myself in the mirror and wipe the red lipstick off my lips with the wipes on the counter I hated it. I have been on edge all week, this is my 4th week working here and it was amazing and rewarding but I have not heard from matt since.

Nya heard nothing from him either, I splash some water on my face, washing off the foundation and mascara. I had 4 hours left on my shift and it is now 3:30 pm, I use the bathroom and freshen up before I step out back to be scrutinize by the strange attractive man. As I march my way, back his seat was empty and Mrs. Baillen is smiling like crazy, I approach the desk her smile was contagious so I match her appearance and ask her what is wrong with her.

"I just spoke with a friend of mine; the general manager would like to speak with you by the way... wait... what happened to your lipstick?" she reach forward and tuck a loose hair behind my ear, I had to flat iron it again, easier in the morning to handle.
"It doesn't matter just go... he doesn't like to be kept waiting." She gave me a final smile and nudge me towards the central elevator. I step into the elevator feeling my stomach drop once again, not only is the ride up doing that but also because the man that owns this wonderful place wants to see me.