Would advise to read chapter 17 again.
*Author runs and hides in a corner*
It's only morning and I'm already tired. I came back earlier this morning and here I am, in my office, working. Maybe I should have taken some rest?
I try to concentrate but my mind wanders to a certain brown haired woman wearing a black lingerie.
GET OUT OF MY MIND!!!
I open my drawer, take a tablet of Advil and gulp it down. I try to massage my temples and sigh deeply.
Work! Rick work!
I played with the paper weight while reading a file.
Hmmmm...I wonder if red would suit her or not. I already saw her in a red dress but- GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!
I groaned loudly, banged my head with the file and ran my hand through my hair.
Get out! Get out!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
I arranged the file in a hurry, adjusted my tie and cleared my throat.
"Come in." I again try to concentrate on the file but then I hear somebody's heels.
No need to guess.
"Good morning, Mr King."
Argh. It's useless to work now so I decide to stop for now.
I look at my dear assistant and give her a smile. "Good morning, Miss Green. How can I be of your 'assistance' today?" I make air quotes and she raises her eyebrows.
Does she remember? If she doesn't then she's up for a surprise.
"I want some answers."
"Oh. I'm sorry Miss Green, but haven't asked me any questions that I can answer." I try to lighten the atmosphere between us but I think she's getting highly suspicious of my behaviour.
"Please don't stand Miss Green. Have a seat." I point to the chair in front of me and she takes a seat.
"So Miss Green, what do you want to ask?"
"Like I said, I want answers but for that I want you to be completely honest with me. No lies, no twisted answers, just plain simple truth." I'm pretty sure she's a bit confused about what I said back at the club.
"The truth is not always plain or simple, Miss Green. But I'll try my best to answer your questions." I answer her honestly. She nods her head in understanding.
"I have a condition. I can pass any one question, I don't want to answer and I can say a lie in anyone of these questions." I can never know what her questions could be. Better safe than sorry.
She first looks at me shocked then thinks for a bit.
"Okay. Why did I went to the VIP room where you and your friends were there?"
Does she think that I'm a fool and I'll not realize what she's trying to do?
"You were drunk. I don't know why. But you were. You came to our booth, cracked a silly joke with Mr Ford and asked me for a leave, saying that you were drunk and probably gonna have a massive hangover the next morning so I granted your sudden leave." I tell her the truth nonchalantly.
"I remember that." I'm trying hard not to smirk.
"I know." Her mouth forms an o shape.
"Next question please."
YOU ARE READING
The Guy She Never Met
Romance'where do u live?'. I text him and wait for a couple of seconds. Hmm...no reply. Nevermind. I change into my usual uniform and was about to put my dress in the locker when I heard a chime. 'On earth Y?'. Wow I didn't knew that. ...
