didn’t care, nor did I remind him. I wasn’t on the pill, but from my calculations, I was pretty sure it would be okay—there shouldn’t be a risk of an accidental pregnancy.
“ W ELCOME TO MY DEPARTMENT ,” Matthew’s smile beamed as he embraced me warmly. Wearing a dark gray suit and tie, he looked very sharp and serious. This was the first time I had ever seen him dressed for work.
Looking past him, I saw that all eyes stared as they approached me with a welcoming smile.
“Everyone, this is Jeanella Mefferd. Jenna, this is Pamela, Stephen, Mandy, and….” He said them so quickly, I couldn’t remember their names as I shook many hands. After the introductions, they all got back to work.
This room was huge. It was nothing like an ordinary office. There were several white boards attached to the back wall, covered with layouts of articles and pictures of models. In the center was a huge circular table. I assumed it was for our meeting.
“This is your desk.” Matthew led me to the desk next to his.
Both were cherry wood, rectangular, and bigger than the other employees’. Hmmm, I didn’t want to be treated differently. I hadn’t earned that right yet. Running my finger across the table, not a single scratch marked it. I wondered if it was new. Knowing Max, it must have been. With a computer and all the office necessities on top, my stomach tingled at the thought of being where I’d always wanted to be, working right at the heart of a fashion magazine. I couldn’t help the feeling of joy that filled up my heart beyond what I could ever imagine.
“Jenna.” Matthew broke me out of my daze, swinging his rolling chair toward me. “I’ve sent you some pictures and articles I need you to format for me. Please don’t hesitate to ask for my help. I know Max started training you, but he hasn’t taught you everything you need to know. After my morning meeting, I’ll show you other layouts, and where you can check for references. We all have a specific job to do in this department, but you can ask anyone for help.”
“Sure, thanks, Matthew,” I replied, placing my workbag down on the floor and sitting down on my plush, leather seat. Turning on the computer, I could not wait to get to work.
“I’m going to take it easy on you for couple of weeks so you can get the hang of things, okay?”
“Thanks,” I smiled, watching him turn to his desk with a nod. Then I clicked the email to open. The first email I saw was from Max.
Hello, Ms. Mefferd,
Hope you have a fantastic day. Matthew will take good care of you and make sure you’re comfortable. Don’t let him boss you around. I won’t be having lunch with you today, but I’m still good for dinner. I’ve invited Matthew and Becky to join us. I hope that’s okay. See you tonight. Always thinking of you. TKLS
Yours,
Max
Yours? This was the first time he’d written that, and I loved it. Reading TKLS made me smile, recalling what it meant—touching, kissing, licking, and sucking. The words triggered the memories of us in the shower and Max under the running water. Remembering how sexy he looked, I was about to have an orgasm just from the thought of him. I was at work, I reminded myself. Breaking away from thoughts of Max, I checked Matthew’s email and got right down to business.
J ENNA OFFERED TO PICK me up from home since the restaurant was close to our apartment. Max wanted to celebrate Jenna’s promotion. I thought that was so sweet of him. When he’d called me on my cell phone, my heart pounded out of my chest. I thought something had happened to her; but after he explained, my heart quickly settled, though the pounding still lingered longer than I wanted it to.
I’m not sure what was wrong with me lately. Perhaps it was reading all those manuscripts where something bad always happened when it was just starting to look good, or maybe it was the thought of almost losing my best friend, again. I just needed some time to get myself
“ W ELCOME TO MY DEPARTMENT ,” Matthew’s smile beamed as he embraced me warmly. Wearing a dark gray suit and tie, he looked very sharp and serious. This was the first time I had ever seen him dressed for work.
Looking past him, I saw that all eyes stared as they approached me with a welcoming smile.
“Everyone, this is Jeanella Mefferd. Jenna, this is Pamela, Stephen, Mandy, and….” He said them so quickly, I couldn’t remember their names as I shook many hands. After the introductions, they all got back to work.
This room was huge. It was nothing like an ordinary office. There were several white boards attached to the back wall, covered with layouts of articles and pictures of models. In the center was a huge circular table. I assumed it was for our meeting.
“This is your desk.” Matthew led me to the desk next to his.
Both were cherry wood, rectangular, and bigger than the other employees’. Hmmm, I didn’t want to be treated differently. I hadn’t earned that right yet. Running my finger across the table, not a single scratch marked it. I wondered if it was new. Knowing Max, it must have been. With a computer and all the office necessities on top, my stomach tingled at the thought of being where I’d always wanted to be, working right at the heart of a fashion magazine. I couldn’t help the feeling of joy that filled up my heart beyond what I could ever imagine.
“Jenna.” Matthew broke me out of my daze, swinging his rolling chair toward me. “I’ve sent you some pictures and articles I need you to format for me. Please don’t hesitate to ask for my help. I know Max started training you, but he hasn’t taught you everything you need to know. After my morning meeting, I’ll show you other layouts, and where you can check for references. We all have a specific job to do in this department, but you can ask anyone for help.”
“Sure, thanks, Matthew,” I replied, placing my workbag down on the floor and sitting down on my plush, leather seat. Turning on the computer, I could not wait to get to work.
“I’m going to take it easy on you for couple of weeks so you can get the hang of things, okay?”
“Thanks,” I smiled, watching him turn to his desk with a nod. Then I clicked the email to open. The first email I saw was from Max.
Hello, Ms. Mefferd,
Hope you have a fantastic day. Matthew will take good care of you and make sure you’re comfortable. Don’t let him boss you around. I won’t be having lunch with you today, but I’m still good for dinner. I’ve invited Matthew and Becky to join us. I hope that’s okay. See you tonight. Always thinking of you. TKLS
Yours,
Max
Yours? This was the first time he’d written that, and I loved it. Reading TKLS made me smile, recalling what it meant—touching, kissing, licking, and sucking. The words triggered the memories of us in the shower and Max under the running water. Remembering how sexy he looked, I was about to have an orgasm just from the thought of him. I was at work, I reminded myself. Breaking away from thoughts of Max, I checked Matthew’s email and got right down to business.
J ENNA OFFERED TO PICK me up from home since the restaurant was close to our apartment. Max wanted to celebrate Jenna’s promotion. I thought that was so sweet of him. When he’d called me on my cell phone, my heart pounded out of my chest. I thought something had happened to her; but after he explained, my heart quickly settled, though the pounding still lingered longer than I wanted it to.
I’m not sure what was wrong with me lately. Perhaps it was reading all those manuscripts where something bad always happened when it was just starting to look good, or maybe it was the thought of almost losing my best friend, again. I just needed some time to get myself
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