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and give her a slow smile. Angel, I would never allow anyone to intimidate you, ever! Protecting you is the mission of my existence. My face is only a foot away from hers. I can see the individual specs of her pale sapphire blues, her pupils dilated with worry. But my proximity is putting her into some overdrive.
“I am big, bad and ugly in my world,” I say slowly as my index finger is grazing over my lower lip, and without taking my gaze away from her eyes which I’ve longed to see for a very long time, I say, “No one would dare to be impolite to you let alone intimidate you in any way whatsoever. Are you up for a challenge, Ellie? Or do you wish to settle for the ordinary, mundane, and boring, just being stuck in Los Angeles?” I ask daring her, knowing she could never resist a challenge I presented to her in the past.
“I did want to get out of town, put some distance between...” she says, but stops herself. Put some distance between what? Or more importantly, who?
“Yes, I am. One week trial you said? What if you decide that I’m not fit for the position after one week, or what if I decide that the job is not for me?” she says standing up her eyes level with mine. I cock my head to the side, and answer. “That’s why it’s called a trial. You try me, and I try you, see how we fit together as a closely working pair,” I say darkly. I know that she fits me in every shape and form ever conceived by men or angels.
“Okay,” she swallows. Then nodding her head, “I’ll take the challenge,” she replies blushing. I close my eyes involuntarily hearing her acceptance. Step one complete. When I open them, I have better control over my feelings. It’s too difficult with her close proximity and her absence from my life for all this time; it’s taking all my effort to not close the distance, and embrace her, kiss her to unite our souls, and to lose myself in her for the kingdom come!
“Do you have a place to stay in LA?” I ask her to distract my thoughts.
“Uhm...No. I haven’t had a chance to look. I wasn’t sure if I was staying in LA, or moving even further away,” she answers.
“How much further did you have in mind?” I ask softly. San Francisco? San Diego? Atlanta? Maybe as far as New York?
“I haven’t made up my mind; I was toying with the idea of maybe London, Paris, Hamburg, Rome, Istanbul, Sydney or even Hong Kong...” she says trailing off. What the hell? What is she running away from? Or more importantly who is she running away from? I have to find out. I clench my teeth with the knowledge that someone is making her uneasy.
“Is everything alright in your life?” I ask unable to mask the concern, my arms crossed.
“Why wouldn't it be?” she answers my question tersely trying to distract me with an ill disguised question.
“If it is not, I’d like to see what we can do to resolve the problem,” I explain nonchalantly.
“Do you always resolve all your employees’ problems, Mr. Pella?” she asks with a quizzical eye. I smile wickedly in response.
“Only the ones I’d like to keep for a long time...” I reply. My response hitches her breath.
“But, I’m on trial,” she says confused and clasps her hand in front of her, fiddling with her fingers in a nervous gesture.
“Yes, you are. But, I’ll let you in on a secret. I never give a trial to anyone had I not thought it would work out. It’s just a matter of fine tuning the mechanics of how that person works with me. You might really like the job, Ellie,” I say standing up, and find myself towering over her. “I travel to all of those places you wanted to move to. My company has airfields and offices worldwide. You’ll get to go with me. But tell me, do you have an apartment, a
“I am big, bad and ugly in my world,” I say slowly as my index finger is grazing over my lower lip, and without taking my gaze away from her eyes which I’ve longed to see for a very long time, I say, “No one would dare to be impolite to you let alone intimidate you in any way whatsoever. Are you up for a challenge, Ellie? Or do you wish to settle for the ordinary, mundane, and boring, just being stuck in Los Angeles?” I ask daring her, knowing she could never resist a challenge I presented to her in the past.
“I did want to get out of town, put some distance between...” she says, but stops herself. Put some distance between what? Or more importantly, who?
“Yes, I am. One week trial you said? What if you decide that I’m not fit for the position after one week, or what if I decide that the job is not for me?” she says standing up her eyes level with mine. I cock my head to the side, and answer. “That’s why it’s called a trial. You try me, and I try you, see how we fit together as a closely working pair,” I say darkly. I know that she fits me in every shape and form ever conceived by men or angels.
“Okay,” she swallows. Then nodding her head, “I’ll take the challenge,” she replies blushing. I close my eyes involuntarily hearing her acceptance. Step one complete. When I open them, I have better control over my feelings. It’s too difficult with her close proximity and her absence from my life for all this time; it’s taking all my effort to not close the distance, and embrace her, kiss her to unite our souls, and to lose myself in her for the kingdom come!
“Do you have a place to stay in LA?” I ask her to distract my thoughts.
“Uhm...No. I haven’t had a chance to look. I wasn’t sure if I was staying in LA, or moving even further away,” she answers.
“How much further did you have in mind?” I ask softly. San Francisco? San Diego? Atlanta? Maybe as far as New York?
“I haven’t made up my mind; I was toying with the idea of maybe London, Paris, Hamburg, Rome, Istanbul, Sydney or even Hong Kong...” she says trailing off. What the hell? What is she running away from? Or more importantly who is she running away from? I have to find out. I clench my teeth with the knowledge that someone is making her uneasy.
“Is everything alright in your life?” I ask unable to mask the concern, my arms crossed.
“Why wouldn't it be?” she answers my question tersely trying to distract me with an ill disguised question.
“If it is not, I’d like to see what we can do to resolve the problem,” I explain nonchalantly.
“Do you always resolve all your employees’ problems, Mr. Pella?” she asks with a quizzical eye. I smile wickedly in response.
“Only the ones I’d like to keep for a long time...” I reply. My response hitches her breath.
“But, I’m on trial,” she says confused and clasps her hand in front of her, fiddling with her fingers in a nervous gesture.
“Yes, you are. But, I’ll let you in on a secret. I never give a trial to anyone had I not thought it would work out. It’s just a matter of fine tuning the mechanics of how that person works with me. You might really like the job, Ellie,” I say standing up, and find myself towering over her. “I travel to all of those places you wanted to move to. My company has airfields and offices worldwide. You’ll get to go with me. But tell me, do you have an apartment, a
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