important thing is
that we feel the unit will be in capable hands,” Paul added.
“Congratulations Robin.”
After walking out and pulled the door shut,
the thrill made her stomach weak. Nonetheless, she calmly walked
down to her office in the basement. Her phone lay on the desktop.
She grabbed it and sent a text message to Matt: “I got it! I’m the
new supervisor!”
Her phone buzzed to life as Matt’s call came
through.
“ Hello,” she
began.
“ I am so proud of you!
Congratulations!”
“ Thank you so
much!”
“ Beautiful, successful…
what else could I ask for?” he said cheerfully.
“ Really, you’re making me
blush.”
“ Well, it’s too bad I’m
not there to see that. Just so you know I’m taking you out for a
really nice dinner. I’m not telling you where I’m taking you
either. Dress up though. I’ll come by your apartment at
6:30.”
“ Matt, you don’t have
to…”
“ Will you stop? It’s not
every day my girlfriend gets promoted.”
“ I won’t fuss. I’ll be
ready at 6:30.”
Frantically, Robin called Wendy. She knew
Wendy had elegant dresses and she knew borrowing one would be no
problem. Next, Robin emailed her parents and others who were
rooting for her. Overcome with exhilaration, she stared aimlessly
at the wall. Everything still hadn’t sunk in; more money, more
training, more responsibility. There would be so much to do and
consider.
The Ford Bronco Robin had owned for years
needed to be replaced. Therefore, a new car quickly made the top of
the necessity list. Student loans could be paid off. Bills and
other debts could be wiped out.
Wendy gave Robin a black cocktail dress,
simple and elegant. With that, a set of pearls and matching
earrings rested on the dresser in Robin’s room.
She stood gazing in the mirror twisting her
hair on top of her head. Because she detested panty hose, she chose
a pair of her own black heeled sandals. So many thoughts found
their way into her brain. Taking precedence was the lack of
physical intimacy with Matt. She wondered exactly what he wanted
from her. She worried that sex was the only reason he continued to
pursue her. She felt lucky though. He continued to be patient and
tolerant. Still, she pondered whether she should make the first
move because she realized it was time to move forward with their
relationship. She prayed his intentions were good. She questioned
if he felt the same way she did, however. She didn’t know how to
answer that question because she knew the question wasn’t hers to
answer. She feared if she pulled him into her arms, kissed him
passionately, and began ripping the buttons off his shirt, it may
scare him. She couldn’t deny how delicious he looked each time she
saw him. The chemistry was strong and she didn’t deny that either.
Deep down, the old fashioned values she had been raised with
planted an intense fear of being perceived as immoral if she
stepped forward.
The knock at the front door startled her.
She grabbed the matching bag Wendy left for her and hurriedly
walked down the short hallway. She opened the front door and to her
amazement, there stood a man she hardly recognized. He wore a
smart, black tuxedo and his hair was smoothed back. He smelled so
good. She wanted to grab him, pull him in, and skip dinner, yet she
resisted the impulse and smiled instead trying desperately to catch
her breath.
“ My, my Dr. Gregory,” she
began calmly, “Don’t we look debonair tonight?”
He nodded as she saw his eyes move over her
body. “You look ravishing,” he said softly.
“ I’m surprised to see a
tux. This must be special.”
“ Are you impressed?” he
asked with a sly smirk.
“ Very.” She
nodded.
“ Are you turned
on?”
“ You could say
that.”
“ We have to do this more
often then,” he said deviously grinning.
“ Where are we eating?” she
inquired.
“ I told you, it’s a
surprise. I’ve learned some of your tastes, I think, so I don’t
think you’ll be
that we feel the unit will be in capable hands,” Paul added.
“Congratulations Robin.”
After walking out and pulled the door shut,
the thrill made her stomach weak. Nonetheless, she calmly walked
down to her office in the basement. Her phone lay on the desktop.
She grabbed it and sent a text message to Matt: “I got it! I’m the
new supervisor!”
Her phone buzzed to life as Matt’s call came
through.
“ Hello,” she
began.
“ I am so proud of you!
Congratulations!”
“ Thank you so
much!”
“ Beautiful, successful…
what else could I ask for?” he said cheerfully.
“ Really, you’re making me
blush.”
“ Well, it’s too bad I’m
not there to see that. Just so you know I’m taking you out for a
really nice dinner. I’m not telling you where I’m taking you
either. Dress up though. I’ll come by your apartment at
6:30.”
“ Matt, you don’t have
to…”
“ Will you stop? It’s not
every day my girlfriend gets promoted.”
“ I won’t fuss. I’ll be
ready at 6:30.”
Frantically, Robin called Wendy. She knew
Wendy had elegant dresses and she knew borrowing one would be no
problem. Next, Robin emailed her parents and others who were
rooting for her. Overcome with exhilaration, she stared aimlessly
at the wall. Everything still hadn’t sunk in; more money, more
training, more responsibility. There would be so much to do and
consider.
The Ford Bronco Robin had owned for years
needed to be replaced. Therefore, a new car quickly made the top of
the necessity list. Student loans could be paid off. Bills and
other debts could be wiped out.
Wendy gave Robin a black cocktail dress,
simple and elegant. With that, a set of pearls and matching
earrings rested on the dresser in Robin’s room.
She stood gazing in the mirror twisting her
hair on top of her head. Because she detested panty hose, she chose
a pair of her own black heeled sandals. So many thoughts found
their way into her brain. Taking precedence was the lack of
physical intimacy with Matt. She wondered exactly what he wanted
from her. She worried that sex was the only reason he continued to
pursue her. She felt lucky though. He continued to be patient and
tolerant. Still, she pondered whether she should make the first
move because she realized it was time to move forward with their
relationship. She prayed his intentions were good. She questioned
if he felt the same way she did, however. She didn’t know how to
answer that question because she knew the question wasn’t hers to
answer. She feared if she pulled him into her arms, kissed him
passionately, and began ripping the buttons off his shirt, it may
scare him. She couldn’t deny how delicious he looked each time she
saw him. The chemistry was strong and she didn’t deny that either.
Deep down, the old fashioned values she had been raised with
planted an intense fear of being perceived as immoral if she
stepped forward.
The knock at the front door startled her.
She grabbed the matching bag Wendy left for her and hurriedly
walked down the short hallway. She opened the front door and to her
amazement, there stood a man she hardly recognized. He wore a
smart, black tuxedo and his hair was smoothed back. He smelled so
good. She wanted to grab him, pull him in, and skip dinner, yet she
resisted the impulse and smiled instead trying desperately to catch
her breath.
“ My, my Dr. Gregory,” she
began calmly, “Don’t we look debonair tonight?”
He nodded as she saw his eyes move over her
body. “You look ravishing,” he said softly.
“ I’m surprised to see a
tux. This must be special.”
“ Are you impressed?” he
asked with a sly smirk.
“ Very.” She
nodded.
“ Are you turned
on?”
“ You could say
that.”
“ We have to do this more
often then,” he said deviously grinning.
“ Where are we eating?” she
inquired.
“ I told you, it’s a
surprise. I’ve learned some of your tastes, I think, so I don’t
think you’ll be
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