explanation.
He didn’t.
‘Hmmm, he’s buying her a present, really? He hasn’t spoken about her for a while and she hasn’t been into the office for a few weeks. Usually she’ll come in with the kids but nope, nothing. Maybe buy her some Chanel N o. 5. Can’t go wrong with a bit of Chanel , can you? He responded whilst checking his appearance in his hand sized mirror he keeps in the top drawer of his desk.
After finding out about Susan sleeping with Eric from Sales and M arketing and being caught on the CCTV camera, I went back to my desk and continued to ponder if Angus was really telling the truth and should this make a difference?
Getting back to my des k, I decided I would use the rest of the day to concentrate on the work Ann had set, so I cont inued with the heap of files she left on my desk and only looked up when I heard Brian shout goodbye . ‘Wow is it 5pm already?’ I thought as I saw people leaving the office.
As I packed my desk away and wishing Ann a pleasant evening, there were only a few people in the office and I looked up to see Angus sat in his office staring into space.
I hesitated before I knocked on the door.
‘Hi Ni ta, you don’t need to knock , ’ he pronounced
‘You looked thoughtful and I didn’t want to disturb you , ’ I murmured before he signalled me to enter.
I sat on the sofa and surprisingly didn’t feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was still sat behind his desk.
Angus seemed distracted and when I couldn’t bear the silence anymore I started, ‘I thought I should come and see you instead of replying to your email. I’m not sure what you want me to think about? I know your situation but you’re not separated and you ’ r e still my boss , so regardless of any feelings it will not change the fact that nothing will ever happen between us . ’ He glanced at me as though he was studying every piece of my body an d examining my body language .
He sighed and looked away.
When he didn’t reply, I decided there was nothing more to say so I got up to leave.
‘Wait , ’ he shouted. He got out of his chair and came towards me. I started to get nervous again so I backed away towards the door slowly . ‘I’m not going to try anything with you but instead of talking here do you fancy joining me for dinner? I don’t fancy cooking tonight. Carol and the kids are going to her mothers and I’ll be home alone and a frozen dinner for one doesn’t sound that appealing tonight , ’ he asked. I looked into his eyes and saw the sorrow pouring out. I considered it for a minute then looked at him again, ‘ok but we’re just going as boss and employee , ’ I concluded. He looked hurt and stepped away . ‘ C an’t it be as friends?’ he asked quietly.
I felt his pain and nodded.
As we got into the car, we drove down to Knightsbridge into an Italian restaurant, tucked away down a side street where he’d obviously been many times before as they greeted him with, ‘ H ello Mr . Maguire. Table for two?’ Angus nodded and we were escorted to a small secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. As Angus ordered the wine, I inspected the menu.
Beautiful risottos, fantastic looking seafood dishes and amazing sounding salads. I opted for the Mozzarella Al Forno ( Buffalo mozzarella wrapped in cured ham (prosciutto) and baked, served warm with herbed olive oil) for the starter and Lobster linguine for the main course.
I thought the conversation would be very gloomy and based around the problems with his marriage but it was just the opposite.
Angus was very funny.
He joked about his thoughts on my night out with Sarah, his previous relationships and disastrous dates, his working relationship with Ann and his thoughts on others in the company.
After finishing our third bottle of wine, we decided not to get dessert. He paid the bill and we headed out of the restaurant . ‘ S o
He didn’t.
‘Hmmm, he’s buying her a present, really? He hasn’t spoken about her for a while and she hasn’t been into the office for a few weeks. Usually she’ll come in with the kids but nope, nothing. Maybe buy her some Chanel N o. 5. Can’t go wrong with a bit of Chanel , can you? He responded whilst checking his appearance in his hand sized mirror he keeps in the top drawer of his desk.
After finding out about Susan sleeping with Eric from Sales and M arketing and being caught on the CCTV camera, I went back to my desk and continued to ponder if Angus was really telling the truth and should this make a difference?
Getting back to my des k, I decided I would use the rest of the day to concentrate on the work Ann had set, so I cont inued with the heap of files she left on my desk and only looked up when I heard Brian shout goodbye . ‘Wow is it 5pm already?’ I thought as I saw people leaving the office.
As I packed my desk away and wishing Ann a pleasant evening, there were only a few people in the office and I looked up to see Angus sat in his office staring into space.
I hesitated before I knocked on the door.
‘Hi Ni ta, you don’t need to knock , ’ he pronounced
‘You looked thoughtful and I didn’t want to disturb you , ’ I murmured before he signalled me to enter.
I sat on the sofa and surprisingly didn’t feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was still sat behind his desk.
Angus seemed distracted and when I couldn’t bear the silence anymore I started, ‘I thought I should come and see you instead of replying to your email. I’m not sure what you want me to think about? I know your situation but you’re not separated and you ’ r e still my boss , so regardless of any feelings it will not change the fact that nothing will ever happen between us . ’ He glanced at me as though he was studying every piece of my body an d examining my body language .
He sighed and looked away.
When he didn’t reply, I decided there was nothing more to say so I got up to leave.
‘Wait , ’ he shouted. He got out of his chair and came towards me. I started to get nervous again so I backed away towards the door slowly . ‘I’m not going to try anything with you but instead of talking here do you fancy joining me for dinner? I don’t fancy cooking tonight. Carol and the kids are going to her mothers and I’ll be home alone and a frozen dinner for one doesn’t sound that appealing tonight , ’ he asked. I looked into his eyes and saw the sorrow pouring out. I considered it for a minute then looked at him again, ‘ok but we’re just going as boss and employee , ’ I concluded. He looked hurt and stepped away . ‘ C an’t it be as friends?’ he asked quietly.
I felt his pain and nodded.
As we got into the car, we drove down to Knightsbridge into an Italian restaurant, tucked away down a side street where he’d obviously been many times before as they greeted him with, ‘ H ello Mr . Maguire. Table for two?’ Angus nodded and we were escorted to a small secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. As Angus ordered the wine, I inspected the menu.
Beautiful risottos, fantastic looking seafood dishes and amazing sounding salads. I opted for the Mozzarella Al Forno ( Buffalo mozzarella wrapped in cured ham (prosciutto) and baked, served warm with herbed olive oil) for the starter and Lobster linguine for the main course.
I thought the conversation would be very gloomy and based around the problems with his marriage but it was just the opposite.
Angus was very funny.
He joked about his thoughts on my night out with Sarah, his previous relationships and disastrous dates, his working relationship with Ann and his thoughts on others in the company.
After finishing our third bottle of wine, we decided not to get dessert. He paid the bill and we headed out of the restaurant . ‘ S o
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