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more. Why don’t you stay here until August or September, save your money and then get your own place?”
Angela could see he was grasping at straws to keep her there. She could almost hear the desperation in his voice. Thomas had done so much for her. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him.
“Thomas. You know I don’t have money issues. Blake left me a large insurance settlement.” She played with her ponytail as she looked at her wine glass. “Ok, how about this. I start looking now and try to find a place for August. That will give me all of July to try and find something.”
“September!”
“What?” She looked at him puzzled.
“It will have to be for September,” he said again. “I will need at least sixty days’ notice in order to find a new roommate.” A slow smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re a whack job!” She laughed. “You don’t need a roommate! You have always lived alone.”
“Well, now I do. That is the least you can do Angela.” Thomas looked at her a little more seriously.
Feeling a little guilty she responded. “Ok. I will find a place for September. No later though.” She told him in a serious tone as she took a long sip of her wine. Two months she thought to herself. She would continue to carry on as usual and hope that Thomas doesn’t try anything with her. She didn’t want the situation to grow any more uncomfortable than what it already was.
Chapter 9
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It was already Thursday, a day before the long Fourth of July weekend and Angela was trying to finish up all the last minute details for one of her new clients she had just received early in the week. She shut her computer off and turned to the paper sitting on her desk. She had already started looking for apartments that were for rent and could not get over the prices. She found three spaces that sounded half way decent after shuffling through tons of them. She was going to book appointments for the following week to take a look at them.
She ripped out the page where she had circled the ads, folded it and placed it in her satchel. She pulled out her compact mirror; opening it she looked at her large eyes and patted at one with her finger. Grabbing her light pink gloss, she dabbed some on her lips. It was now five thirty and she was due to meet Joanne at the pub down the street in half an hour for a few drinks.
She stood up and headed out of her office. “Night Marg,” she smiled at the elderly secretary.
“Have a great weekend Angela,” Marg said, smiling back.
Even though the Fourth of July holiday fell on the Monday, Lyons Advertising would be closed on the Friday as well which Angela didn’t mind one bit. She was really looking forward to spending her weekend away in Long Beach with Joanne. She pressed the elevator button and tugged on her gray skirt patiently waiting. Angela stepped in when the doors opened and pressed the button for the lobby. She watched the doors close when a hand slid in between stopping them from shutting.
“I’m sorry.” She said trying to press the open door button for the person to enter when she heard his voice.
“Well hello Angela. We meet again.” Steve had a slow smile forming on his mouth as he stepped into the elevator standing almost directly beside her.
Angela was flustered just at the sight of him. He was wearing tailored blue jeans that showed off his powerful frame with a white dress shirt that had the top two buttons undone. Her large brown eyes followed the tattoos’ that started on his chest snaking up to his neck. She could feel the warmth build between her legs as she tried to form her words. Jesus he was gorgeous.
“Yes I guess so.” She said, nonchalantly, “Going down?”
“Are you?”
“Excuse me?” She cocked her head to the side and looked up at him.
“Are you going down?” He said, eyeing her delicate frame.
Angela watched his blue eyes trail her body and her heart skipped a beat. Get a grip
Angela could see he was grasping at straws to keep her there. She could almost hear the desperation in his voice. Thomas had done so much for her. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him.
“Thomas. You know I don’t have money issues. Blake left me a large insurance settlement.” She played with her ponytail as she looked at her wine glass. “Ok, how about this. I start looking now and try to find a place for August. That will give me all of July to try and find something.”
“September!”
“What?” She looked at him puzzled.
“It will have to be for September,” he said again. “I will need at least sixty days’ notice in order to find a new roommate.” A slow smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
“You’re a whack job!” She laughed. “You don’t need a roommate! You have always lived alone.”
“Well, now I do. That is the least you can do Angela.” Thomas looked at her a little more seriously.
Feeling a little guilty she responded. “Ok. I will find a place for September. No later though.” She told him in a serious tone as she took a long sip of her wine. Two months she thought to herself. She would continue to carry on as usual and hope that Thomas doesn’t try anything with her. She didn’t want the situation to grow any more uncomfortable than what it already was.
Chapter 9
––––––––
It was already Thursday, a day before the long Fourth of July weekend and Angela was trying to finish up all the last minute details for one of her new clients she had just received early in the week. She shut her computer off and turned to the paper sitting on her desk. She had already started looking for apartments that were for rent and could not get over the prices. She found three spaces that sounded half way decent after shuffling through tons of them. She was going to book appointments for the following week to take a look at them.
She ripped out the page where she had circled the ads, folded it and placed it in her satchel. She pulled out her compact mirror; opening it she looked at her large eyes and patted at one with her finger. Grabbing her light pink gloss, she dabbed some on her lips. It was now five thirty and she was due to meet Joanne at the pub down the street in half an hour for a few drinks.
She stood up and headed out of her office. “Night Marg,” she smiled at the elderly secretary.
“Have a great weekend Angela,” Marg said, smiling back.
Even though the Fourth of July holiday fell on the Monday, Lyons Advertising would be closed on the Friday as well which Angela didn’t mind one bit. She was really looking forward to spending her weekend away in Long Beach with Joanne. She pressed the elevator button and tugged on her gray skirt patiently waiting. Angela stepped in when the doors opened and pressed the button for the lobby. She watched the doors close when a hand slid in between stopping them from shutting.
“I’m sorry.” She said trying to press the open door button for the person to enter when she heard his voice.
“Well hello Angela. We meet again.” Steve had a slow smile forming on his mouth as he stepped into the elevator standing almost directly beside her.
Angela was flustered just at the sight of him. He was wearing tailored blue jeans that showed off his powerful frame with a white dress shirt that had the top two buttons undone. Her large brown eyes followed the tattoos’ that started on his chest snaking up to his neck. She could feel the warmth build between her legs as she tried to form her words. Jesus he was gorgeous.
“Yes I guess so.” She said, nonchalantly, “Going down?”
“Are you?”
“Excuse me?” She cocked her head to the side and looked up at him.
“Are you going down?” He said, eyeing her delicate frame.
Angela watched his blue eyes trail her body and her heart skipped a beat. Get a grip
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