What have I learned? Do not give your business card to a girl you are trying to ask out. I mean, really, what was I thinking? Who the does shit like that anyway. I am officially the worst potential date ever.
I need to get expert advice on this. I have absolutely no idea what I am doing, and getting this advice; I am going to need to bribe her. I quickly stop at one of the cafes on the corner before making my way into the office.
This cafe sells almost any type of chocolate that any girl's heart can desire but what they are best known for is their wide range of Italian cakes and pastries. Death by chocolate is what the girls at the office call them. And of course, they make the best damn latte this side of town. I grab my order and head across the road to my building.
Chase Enterprises is a jack-of-all-trades Enterprise Company that offers hardware and software solutions to whatever your need is. It started off as a hobby in my college years and turned into one of the top three enterprises in the country today.
I cross the lobby as I enter and take the elevator to the very top floor. I brace myself as the door opens.
"Morning...oh, it is afternoon... Afternoon Mr. Chase."
"Afternoon Tajsa."
"You have a couple of messages, well more like thirty, eight is from a Miss Amé. There is a parcel from a Miss Ava and flowers from your usual unknown. I had to cancel your two o'clock because you are late. Your suites are at the cleaner. Maggie said she refuses to clean your white shirts with the lipstick stains on. Mason has been looking for you, twice and I am supposed to remind you about drinks at seven downstairs at the bar. Have I forgotten anything?"
"Yes, Tajsa, you have."
"And that is?"
"Breathe, woman! You make my head spin."
I love Tajsa to bits; yes, I should not say that about my assistant, and no, I have not slept with her, and no, I have never tried. She has been there with me since day one that this started. She is a loyal employee and a good friend.
"Oh, before I forget, your latte and those chocolate Petites."
"Thank you, Mr. Chase, after having to endure that Amé eight times, I really deserve these."
"Sorry about that. I will give her a call, and I want to ask you something whenever you got a minute."
"Well, you might as well do now since I am breathing for a few minutes."
I walk into my office, and she follows me, taking a seat on one of the couches.
"So what's up?"
"Now, don't get cross."
"I am already cross because you are telling me don't get cross. This has to be bad, and those other two are involved in it."
"You know us all too well."
"I did date your brother for nearly four years."
"Well, we kind of made this bet."
"Oh god, the last time you guys made a bet, I had to bail your asses out of jail."
"It's nothing that bad."
I continue to tell her about the silly bet we made at coffee this morning and then further telling her about my piss poor attempt to ask the girl out only to end up being booted under the ass later.
"That serves you right. Are you guys bored or just plain stupid? Wait, don't even answer that."
"Stop being so dramatic, Tajsa. Are you going to help me or not?"
"What is in it for me?"
"Says she that just asked me if I am stupid."
“She wants a day off at the spa, a new pair of Jimmy Choos and a Gucci bag."
"Anything else, princess?"
"Well, there is this dress, but let's see how it goes."
"First, I want to see what the girl looks like."
We pull up a picture that we find on the website for the coffee shop; she is even far more beautiful than I remember her.
"You got to be kidding me. You are hot, but your hotness ain't getting that."
"Now you sounding just like your damn ex."
"For once, the damn thing has got brains, well, only half because his stupid ass is betting on this thing too."
"I will make it two pair of Choos."
"Make it three; then we got a deal."
"Deal, I will throw in that dress too."
"Oh, we are desperate, aren't we? I wished that I recorded it."
"You have no idea what that just sounded like."
"Get your mind out the gutter, Mr. Chase."
"We still have five minutes, don't call me that."
And this is where you go, like what the hell. Tajsa and I at least twice a week share Petites and coffee and just sit on these chairs and chat. We chat about absolutely anything for half an hour as friends, no boss or assistant, just as friends, and after that, we get back to work.
"Okay, let's try the easiest first. When you see her next, ignore her."
"What? How is that supposed to work?"
"Women hate being ignored. She knows you want her; now make her think you don't want her anymore. It is going to drive her crazy; she is going to make you want to notice her."
"Is that all?"
"Yes. And for god sake, do not sleep with someone else while you are chasing her."
"Then what do I do?"
"Don't ask me, use your hand or whatever it is that you guys do. You won't die without it for a week."
"That is what you think."
We finish up our latte, and both return back to work. I take a seat at my desk; after sifting through email after email of applications for a new senior position, I finally give up. I am not focusing; my mind is consumed by this girl.
I check the time and decide to call it a day. It is a few minutes before seven, enough time for a quick change, and then head downstairs to meet the boys at the bar.
I get to the bar where they are already waiting.
"What's it with you being so fashionably late?" Mason is the first to greet me.
"How do you know what fashionably late is anyway?"
"Looks like we spent a few minutes longer in front of the mirror too." Brody, of course, has to add.
"Do you even know what a mirror looks like?"
"Someone seems a bit tense tonight," Mason says.
"Yes," Brody agrees. "What's got your balls in a knot?"
"Nothing. Can we skip this shit and go to the club?"
"I am not going to the club so early," Brody snaps at me while pulling out a chair. "Just sit your ass down and relax."
"You sounding like your ex now."
"Oh, I know what’s wrong; he had some couch time with Tajsa today."
"What did the sassy assistant have to say?" Mason asks.
"Since when is she sassy?"
"Since he punched me the last time I called her hot."
I turn to face Brody. "Since when do you care?"
"It does not mean that because she is an ex that I share."
"You have no idea how bad that sounds. And in any case, I don't allow office affairs, so you have no problem there."
We stay at the bar for another three more rounds. As nine o'clock comes around, we all head to our cars and make the ten-minute drive over to the club. Myst is like a third home; if we not here, then we either at home or the coffee shop. It has been our playground from the first time we came here, back when we were barely legal. And tonight, it seems to be packed.
I meet up with the boys in one of the booths. Trust that on a night like this; I have to keep this zipper shut.
This is by far going to be the most exciting but most torturing challenge yet. That is, if I can even get past the first week of it, how do you even play hard to get in a damn coffee shop. Sometimes I really do wonder about the advice that Tajsa gives.But I need not wonder too long cause that is when I see her. She is standing across the room at a small round table with whom I guess is Jo and some other friend. She is dressed in a tight mini red dress with knee-high stiletto boots. Eve
This morning when I wake up, I am alone. Yes, no perky blond or hot brunette either. Just me spread across my entire bed, totally alone.Even though not many parts of my body agree, I am feeling great. My dreams were somewhat filled with images of her gorgeous smile and those hot legs in those stilettos. Oh, how I want them wrapped around my waist. All these empty spots should be filled by that sweet ass of hers.Imagining her in my bed is so not what I should be doing now. I rather drag my ass to the shower and get ready for the day. I am hoping I'd see her now when I meet the boys down at the coffee shop.I go for one of my best hot but professional looks and make my way out the front door.I take the short walk over to Crazy Beans in the cool crisp morning air. That part that was feeling great is feeling very much nervous at the moment. As soon as I enter the coffee shop, my eyes scan for her, but she is not here."Man, you making it look obviou
I make the fifteen-minute walk in over half an hour. I need to clear my head; I was so looking forward to seeing her, definitely not for this disaster to happen. Who brings coffee from home to a coffee shop anyway!At the office, Tajsa is sitting clearly waiting for me."Morning, Mr. Chase.""Morning Tajsa.""I hope that is not her coffee that she threw all over you?""Yes, it is but not the way you think.""What did you do?""I walked into her; she messed her coffee on us both.""How do you walk into her?""I was rushing out of the shop.""Okay, what did they do?""That idiot brother of mine took her friend home.""Oh my god, the man is an idiot, does she know?""The ass says that she doesn't.""Why did you not stop him last night?""I left early because I thought she had left, but obviously, she didn't.""You what?""Yes, yes, make a joke now; I left the club earl
I quickly rush into the bathroom and fix my hair and splash some water on my face. I slip into a clean shirt and put a new jacket on, a few gargles of mouth wash, and I'd say I am as good as new to go.I buzz the front desk again."Tajsa, you can send him in.""I will send her in, Mr. Chase.""Tajsa, what have you done?"But she does not answer; instead, there is a gentle knock on the door."Mr. Chase.""Skye!"I nearly fall back over; there is, and I am most definitely visibly is the biggest smile on my face ever. I don't know if it is the whiskey, but I feel warm all over.I show her into the office to come to sit down at the table"I am glad to see you have changed into something with less of a coffee aroma." she chuckles as she points to my shirt."And I see you finally got out of that shirt."She takes a seat next to me on the couches and places a bag in front of me on the table. I can clearly s
She turns and leaves the building, making her way down the road. What I fail to notice as I make my way back upstairs is that my shirt is all scrunched up still, my hair is a total mess, and I have the dumbest ass smile on my face. This is surely going to cause a stir around the building.Back upstairs, Tajsa is already waiting for me in my office."Why did I not hear any screaming?""Maybe because we were talking.""Don't bullshit me, Damon, you and a beautiful woman alone in a room?""Okay, I might have kissed her.""Just kissed her?""Yes, a damn lot of kissing her. I have not kissed so much since senior year. I feel like a stupid schoolboy.""So my plan worked?""Yes, and since when do I send flowers?""Since today and it worked out quite fine, didn't it. I was not expecting her to come at all.""Now, what do I do next? I am not sending flowers every day and do just kissing. I mean, it is hot and all, b
As I lay spread across my bed, I suddenly feel a stir. Wait! Something is wrong. I cannot remember coming home with her. I feel her move again. My body stiffens, and I panic. Damn, this is so not how I wanted it to happen. I would have hoped our first time would have been one I would have at least remembered. Then she moves again. I might as well face the moment. I slowly open my one eye, bracing myself for the worst.“What the fuck are you doing here? How did you get in? Bella?”I was making myself ready for the worst morning after ever, trying to explain how much I drank and that I did not mean to forget, but instead, I find this.Bella“How did you get into the house?”“I let her in.”“What the fuck are you doing here?”“I drove your drunk ass home. And now that I see you okay, I am going home. I will see you at the office later.”“Thanks, is there anything ba
I am standing at the Reception of Hamilton Enterprises with a beautiful woman in front of me; she seems very familiar. I do hope that I have not met her at Myst before, or even worse than that, I have slept with her and never phoned her back. Luckily as she mentions her name, I can for sure say that her number has never been on my phone.“Call me, Amber.”“Amber, it is so nice to meet you.”“Do you want to follow me to my office? Is there anything that I can get for you?”“Just a glass of water.”“A bit of a late night?”“I guess you can say it was.”We get to her office, where I am seated in front of her by her table. She looks at me intensely as we wait for her assistant to bring her coffee and my water.“You sure you don't want any coffee?”“I just had some over at Crazy Beans, thank
She heads on to her car and follows me to mine, after which we make it back to my place.I show her to the kitchen, where I pour us each a glass of wine. Yes, I know, this is not the bet, I should be at her home.I take a seat next to her in the lounge.“So are you going to cook, or are you ordering in?” she asks.“I am going to surprise you and show you that I can cook.”“I think I am going to stop saying you are full of surprises.”“You know so much about me, and I know nothing about you.”“I don't feel like talking now, I want you to kiss me again.”Damon “I won't say no if you let me carry on where I stopped at”She takes my hand and places it back to where it was earlier on over her breast, with my fingers squeezing her nipple. I kiss her again, but this time it is wild and hard and hungrier than an animal. I tangle my hands in her hair as I pul