More Than A Good Job

He was more than enthusiastic.

It was evident from the way he grinned from ear to ear, inclining on the enormous window in his office, and the reassuring smile that rested on his face.

Emily did a good job, of course.

More than he thought she could.

She did not just prove him wrong, but she did well to prove herself right.

"Damn!" Alexander cried, recalling the beauty he saw in the creation room early this morning.

No one could come up with that except Emily and it was the truth, a very bitter one at that.

The curves and voices of the creation shocked him, to an extent that he lost words to speak out.

Now that she was on her way to his office, he should be inaugurated and ready to receive her before her delicate hands plunged one or two knocks on the mirror door.

Without thinking twice, he got up from the window and reached his chair.

His back relaxed on it while he waited for her presence in his office.

Then, a hand knocked on the door.

"Come on in," he urged, knowing full