please call me when you get the chance and let me know if tomorrow evening works for you.”
Arriving at work and on time for once, Amanda headed to the back room placing her things in her locker. Grabbing her handbag she walked to the bathroom and took out her flask. She took a few swigs of vodka. The liquid burned her throat, and her stomach became hot. There was a knock at the door.
“Just a minute and I will be out,” Amanda stated calmly while pressing toothpaste to her toothbrush.
“Okay thanks,” the chirpy voice replied.
Amanda didn’t recognize the voice on the other side of the door. Once she finished brushing her teeth she reached for her favorite lip-gloss and applied a fair amount. She unlocked the door, but whoever knocked was nowhere around.
Amanda’s phone began to ring as she was placing it into her locker. She quickly retrieved it and saw it was Vince calling. She immediately walked to the back corner past the bathroom and answered.
“Hello,” she answered cheerfully.
“Hello Amanda. This is Vince.”
“Hi Vince. How are you today?”
“I’m doing very well. I was calling to tell you that I am free tomorrow evening for dinner. I’d like to take you to a French restaurant that I am quite fond of. Do you like French Food?”
Amanda loved French cuisine. Her favorite dishes were tartiflette and truffade, but like most, she loved French desserts. She paused, she didn’t know of any French restaurants in Grand Rapids.
“I adore French food. Where is the restaurant?”
“It’s in New York City,” he replied.
Amanda was floored, after a few moments of silence she managed to muster the question, “Did you say New York City?”
“Yes, I did. Is that okay? Do you have to work Sunday?”
“Nope, my schedule is clear.” Amanda’s insides were screaming, and her heart began to beat wildly in her chest.
“Good. My driver will pick you up at your apartment at 5:30 tomorrow evening. He will bring you to the airport, and we will leave promptly at 6:00 o’clock. Pack what you like, but you really won’t need anything that I cannot readily obtain for you. We will be staying the night in the city.”
“Oh…okay. See you tomorrow Vince.”
“Goodbye Amanda.”
Amanda ended the call and smiled from ear to ear noticing how easy it was to slip back into her country club mannerisms. The conversation, while casual, gave her the opportunity to present a refined demeanor. She walked out of the backroom onto the sales floor, butterflies danced in her stomach. Maybe she wouldn’t need the rest of that vodka after all.
Chapter Ten:
Emily
The sidewalk was still wet from the early morning’s severe weather that had rumbled through the city. Careful not to get her pants wet, Emily walked slowly avoiding any pools or puddles of water. Surprisingly, she was awake and ready for the day despite only getting a few hours of sleep. A bigger surprise was Ethan admitting he had wanted to ask her out for some time. She confessed her feelings to him as well, and they ended up talking until well after midnight.
After dropping of her stuff in her office, Emily entered the conference room and immediately smelled the rich aroma from delicious blends of fresh-brewed coffee. On the table were three to-go boxes, and as luck would have it, one of them was the Kona blend. She filled her cup and picked up one-half of a plain bagel, while looking around for light cream cheese. She found the container on the opposite side of the table. Just as she was about to spread the bagel Ethan walked in the room. She noticed he was wearing dark denim jeans paired with a collared shirt under a light blue V-neck cashmere sweater. He was wearing jeans on a Friday.
Stopping behind her, he whispered in her ear, “Good morning Em.” The sultry tone of his voice sent a pleasurable shiver through her body, and she felt her nipples harden. Ethan
Arriving at work and on time for once, Amanda headed to the back room placing her things in her locker. Grabbing her handbag she walked to the bathroom and took out her flask. She took a few swigs of vodka. The liquid burned her throat, and her stomach became hot. There was a knock at the door.
“Just a minute and I will be out,” Amanda stated calmly while pressing toothpaste to her toothbrush.
“Okay thanks,” the chirpy voice replied.
Amanda didn’t recognize the voice on the other side of the door. Once she finished brushing her teeth she reached for her favorite lip-gloss and applied a fair amount. She unlocked the door, but whoever knocked was nowhere around.
Amanda’s phone began to ring as she was placing it into her locker. She quickly retrieved it and saw it was Vince calling. She immediately walked to the back corner past the bathroom and answered.
“Hello,” she answered cheerfully.
“Hello Amanda. This is Vince.”
“Hi Vince. How are you today?”
“I’m doing very well. I was calling to tell you that I am free tomorrow evening for dinner. I’d like to take you to a French restaurant that I am quite fond of. Do you like French Food?”
Amanda loved French cuisine. Her favorite dishes were tartiflette and truffade, but like most, she loved French desserts. She paused, she didn’t know of any French restaurants in Grand Rapids.
“I adore French food. Where is the restaurant?”
“It’s in New York City,” he replied.
Amanda was floored, after a few moments of silence she managed to muster the question, “Did you say New York City?”
“Yes, I did. Is that okay? Do you have to work Sunday?”
“Nope, my schedule is clear.” Amanda’s insides were screaming, and her heart began to beat wildly in her chest.
“Good. My driver will pick you up at your apartment at 5:30 tomorrow evening. He will bring you to the airport, and we will leave promptly at 6:00 o’clock. Pack what you like, but you really won’t need anything that I cannot readily obtain for you. We will be staying the night in the city.”
“Oh…okay. See you tomorrow Vince.”
“Goodbye Amanda.”
Amanda ended the call and smiled from ear to ear noticing how easy it was to slip back into her country club mannerisms. The conversation, while casual, gave her the opportunity to present a refined demeanor. She walked out of the backroom onto the sales floor, butterflies danced in her stomach. Maybe she wouldn’t need the rest of that vodka after all.
Chapter Ten:
Emily
The sidewalk was still wet from the early morning’s severe weather that had rumbled through the city. Careful not to get her pants wet, Emily walked slowly avoiding any pools or puddles of water. Surprisingly, she was awake and ready for the day despite only getting a few hours of sleep. A bigger surprise was Ethan admitting he had wanted to ask her out for some time. She confessed her feelings to him as well, and they ended up talking until well after midnight.
After dropping of her stuff in her office, Emily entered the conference room and immediately smelled the rich aroma from delicious blends of fresh-brewed coffee. On the table were three to-go boxes, and as luck would have it, one of them was the Kona blend. She filled her cup and picked up one-half of a plain bagel, while looking around for light cream cheese. She found the container on the opposite side of the table. Just as she was about to spread the bagel Ethan walked in the room. She noticed he was wearing dark denim jeans paired with a collared shirt under a light blue V-neck cashmere sweater. He was wearing jeans on a Friday.
Stopping behind her, he whispered in her ear, “Good morning Em.” The sultry tone of his voice sent a pleasurable shiver through her body, and she felt her nipples harden. Ethan
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