Immortal Love Book #1. Awakening

6. "Can't stay out of trouble"

It had been a week since I last saw Dennis. A whole week, and I still thought about him all the time. I was so confused; this had never happened to me. I mean, I had only seen the guy like four times, and we made out once, how hooked could I possibly be? The answer is; a lot.

It was Monday again, and I had things to do. Because I had decided to spend the summer in Santa Mon, I had planned to get a job here to save up some money for when I was back in the city. So, I'd gotten a job at the local paper. Because I wasn't a journalist yet, they couldn't hire me to write, but I was the assistant to the head writer, so that was pretty exciting.

I got up at around 7.00 am, I took a shower, got dressed, had breakfast, brushed my teeth, put on some make up and before 8.00 am I was ready. Carl had just left for another business trip, so it was only my and my mom at the house. My mother worked as a nurse and she was out all day from Monday to Saturday, so I kissed on the cheek before leaving, and she gave me an apple because she was worried I wasn't eating enough fruit. I was out the door ten minutes before my shift started and I got there right on time thanks to my bike.

Harry Stratford got in at the same time I did and greeted me with a smile at the elevator. He was my boss, and I had known him since I was little, mainly because his dad was a friend of my dad's and he helped us a lot after he died. He was roughly five years older than me, and he was very attractive. He was a few inches taller than me, he had brown hair with a hint of blonde and he had green eyes. He also had a beard that looked two days old and like he'd forgotten to shave that morning.

On the elevator he asked me how school was and how I'd been since I'd left, I answered politely all his questions and I avoided to ask him about his missing wedding ring. When the elevator stopped at the third floor and opened its doors for us, he let me out first and then he followed.

"So, your desk is right there." he pointed at a cubicle at the corner of the floor and I nodded. "You just deal with the paperwork Jenna left on your table and if I need anything I'll call." I nodded again.

He smiled and then walked into his office, which was right in front of my cubicle, probably because I was his assistant. Jenna Ericson was a tall black woman with dark curvy hair down to her butt and a body that would make anybody turn their head, even me. And she was the one that would show me the ropes around the place. I realised immediately I was way underdressed with my jeans and loose blouse.

My morning was pretty quiet, and I'd managed to think about Dennis less than usual. At around 01.00 pm, half an hour before lunch, Harry called me into his office. The inside of his office was exactly what you'd expect from the inside of the head writer's office; it was big, and it had a great view of Santa Mon. It had one plant on the side of the desk Harry was sitting on, and it had two beautiful paintings of landscapes hanging over his head. And Harry himself added a lot to the office.

"You needed me?" I asked, with both hands on my back.

"Yes. Sit." he demanded. I sat on one of the two chairs he had in front of his desk. On the left one. "I just wanted to know how you were adapting." he said, with that smile he always had on his face.

"Great. I love it here." and I really did. I mean, there was a lot of paperwork and I had to do a lot of reading, so my eyes were tired, but it was exactly what I wanted. His smile widened.

"I'm glad." he laid back on his chair. "Did Jenna give you a hard time?"

"No. Not at all." it was clear to anyone with one eye or more that Jenna was madly in love with Harry, but I just decided to sweep that fact under the rug.

"Good." he paused for a second, and then kept talking. "I'm glad you're back" I didn't know if it was imagination -it usually wasn't-, but I felt a flirty vibe coming from his side. I brushed off the thought as soon as it came into my mind.