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Mistakes Part 2
Bekka chewed on her gum as if it were her only source of oxygen, her platinum blonde hair sweating under the brunette wig she had on. She had been waiting for the past ten minutes, for Mr. Paxton to return. She still did not understand why she was the one who had to collect the proof that Mr. Paxton was a murderer. He was James’s boss but it was her who had to come in for the interview. Mr. Paxton was looking for a new personal assistant because apparently his last assistant decided that Mr. Paxton was to demanding. Bekka sat up as she heard the door to the office open and close.
“Sorry to keep you waiting but if you are going to work here you will need to recognize that business does not sleep and neither does my PA. So why don’t we just jump right in? Ms. Carton, your resume was quite impressive. Why is it that you want to work here?”
Bekka took a deep breath remembering how Mr. Paxton had always had a habit of checking out her chest when he though she wasn’t looking, “I am looking for a company I know can take me places. Your company has numerous offices all over the world and this job is an opportunity for me to see those places.”
“Why should I hire you?”
“You should hire me because you need someone who is good at what they do and can deal with your demands.”
“And you are that person?”
Bekka flashed her sexiest smile, “I am the best at what I do and I can guarantee that you will not be disappointed.”
“When can you start?”
“When do you want me?”
Mr. Paxton laughed his head thrown back, “You are funny, and I like that. Go down to Personal and give them all your information. I will see you tomorrow 8:00 AM sharp.”
“I’ll see you at 7:30.”
Mr. Paxton laughed again and Bekka stood up to leave making sure to lean forward while picking up her purse. She was almost to the door when Mr. Paxton called out, “Oh, and Ms. Carton. I dislike disloyalty and you and I will be working rather closely. Please do not make me regret hiring you because I hate to be made a fool of.”
Bekka’s shoulders stiffened, she turned towards Mr. Paxton slowly, “I am nothing if not loyal.” Then she rushed out of the office. After talking to personal she walked out of the building and was immediately over taken by a guy in a turban and black mustache.
“So did you get the job?”
“Yes, and what on earth are you wearing?”
“It’s a disguise.”
“You look absolutely ridicules. Can we please go back to that sorry excuse of an apartment, Twenty minutes in that man’s presence and I feel like taking an hour-long shower. I don’t know how I will survive a full work day.”
“Well, just suck it up. This is our only chance of getting close enough to Mr. Paxton.”
“Easy for you to say you are not the one who has to be around the guy. Every time we are in the same room I can feel his eyes quietly undressing me.”
“Well, how else were you expecting to get the job?”
Bekka stopped mid step and turned to James, “One more blond joke or crack about my intelligence I will go to my father and tell him everything and I promise he will not rest until he makes you very sorry you ever met me.”
“How do you know I don’t already?”
“Trust me I am the one who is sorry in this relationship. I have gone from Manhattan penthouse to roach motel and it all happened after I met you. After we get out of this mess I promise that we will never so much as talk again.”
“Is that a promise?”
“No, it’s a fact.”
Bekka climbed into the beat up 1990 Honda. “I miss my 2008 BMW. It was brand new.”
“It was a present from your father.”
Bekka turned her head and watched as he got into the drivers seat, “At least I don’t have to work for blowhard like your former boss, my present one, and last time I checked my father never killed anyone.”
“We can’t be to sure about that.”
“Go to hell.”
“I am sure I will end up there, the question is will you too.”
“What did I ever see in you?”
“My long hair and cheerful disposition.”
“If you dislike me so much then why are you dating me?”
“Because we are perfect for each other. You can be a class A b***h when you want to be and I am an a*****e sometimes.”
“Sometimes?”
“And the b***h is back”
“Darling, she never left and if you want to live to have any children you will stop talking right now.”
“Whatever, lets just go.”
“That is the smartest thing you’ve said today.”
To be continued …
Whatever you wish, however you want it.
I am a women of ideals and I just love to flaunt them. |
