*** Solana ***"Congratulations, girl!" Julie exclaimed over the phone. "You need to focus on what's important here. Which would you choose out of your available options? Homelessness, squatting on David's property, or working side-by-side with that hunk?"Sol's only reply was silence. She just wanted someone to repeat what she had been telling herself all day aloud. Julie was only voicing out the thoughts that had continued to sing in her head since her meeting with Mark earlier today. The only reason she was pretending to ask for the girl's advice was to hear those words aloud. "Also, remember, you love hot bosses. I mean what girl doesn't?""I don't care about a man's outward appearance-""'At least, the manager is eye candy.' Remember that pervert comment from when you got that supermarket job? Don't pretend to forget. Not that you did anything about 'that one' till you're about to quit now."Sol could feel her friend rolling her eyes at that last remark. How in the hell was she
*** Phil ***Phil sat still at his office desk, hands crossed on his chest, laptop open in front of him. Eyes on the screen, he tried to decide how he felt about what he was staring at in his email. The voices right outside his door interrupted his thoughts. "What's this about?""I've sent him an email and I'd like to see him about it." Came the reply. "I wasn't sure about CCing you, that's why I didn't..."Why was Linda asking her too many questions? She was not a stranger here. He already knew who was waiting to see him. That voice. His eyes went back to his laptop screen and this time, he hovered his mouse on the email he had expected nearly every day since after her first month on this job.There was a knock and Linda came inside his office. "Solana wants to see you...She sent her resignation?""Let her in." He said without looking up. He opened the email finally and stared at the first sentence of the girl's resignation without reading further.In the last two days, he'd allowe
*** Mark *** It was 'the girl's' second day at Lovelane and their first brainstorming session. Mark had invited her to sit on the visitor's couch near the desk where he worked in his large office. He took his seat on the single-seater while she sat on the three-seater facing him and backing the desk. He should not have noticed how her skirt crept up, revealing caramel-smooth thighs when she lowered herself on the couch. His whole body reacted to the sight in a way that made him think it was an error to have the meeting in this position. Maybe they should move to where he interviewed her. He turned to stare at his desk but decided that changing his mind now was probably not a good idea. After all, she did catch him staring. 'Can't let her think she has that kind of effect on you, Mark.' Letting out a deep breath, he began. "We have an important task and there's a deadline." The girl looked at him for one second before averting her eyes. It was 9 AM. He'd had his caffeine fix for t
Solana sat in her new office, working on the first task Mark had given her some two hours ago. She lifted herself off her chair to steal a peek through her office glass door at the wooden door across from her office. The boss' door! Looking around her large office, she wondered if it was a good thing that she didn't share the space with anyone yet. It was the same size as the boss' but had two other desks in the corner. She guessed if he hired other admin staff, they would sit there. Because her door was a see-through glass, he would see her anytime he was passing through. Anyone would. She didn't know how she felt about that. But did she have a choice?"I can do this." She whispered again while exhaling deeply. It was her second day on the job, and the meeting with her new boss this morning indicated that the job had really started. Yesterday had been such a peaceful day. She had seen Mark only once in the morning.She had used the opportunity to look around the place. She also met
*** Solana ***It was Solana's first weekend at her new place, which was one floor above her office. The best thing about the day for her was that she'd be indoors most of the time, enjoying the large, luxurious apartment. She was off duty on Saturdays and was only required to check on things to make sure guests were comfortable. Nevertheless, she still woke up early because of habit. After all, she had laundry to do and groceries to pick up. She was in her new kitchen, making toast and her favorite instant coffee mix. Bluetooth earphone was on her right ear as she downloaded the whole week's event to her best friend."I don't think he remembers me from that night." "Are you that bad in the sack that he forgot you so easily? I thought you said it was good. It's been one week Sol, you should've had round two by now. If not round six." Julie replied."The sex was great! At least, for me it was. And I'm here to work, Jul. Not get laid.""Nothing wrong with doing both. It's called multi
*** Mark ***Mark stood with his door half-opened, staring at Solana who was just a few feet away across from him. Her door was half open like his, she was standing between the jamb and not wearing much. A skimpy crop top with obviously no bra and those shorts that didn't reach low enough to cover her thighs couldn't be called sufficient clothing. He considered going back into his room and shutting the door. But what would she make of that? He already promised himself not to let her see the overpowering effect she had on him."Good morning. I didn't know you live here." It sounded like she was out of breath."I don't. Well, not really... Where are you going? The laundry room?" He hoped he didn't sound out of breath like her, because he felt nervous for no reason. "Yes. Dirty clothes." She lifted the bag slightly. She was looking at him like she couldn't look away. Her eyes lingered on his bare chest and were going to travel down further before she quickly brought them back to his fa
*** Mark ***Mark did not hear the first two knocks. He was lost in a world of he and Solana. In this world, his hands and tongue explored every inch of her while she moaned his name again and again. He was doing all kinds of things to her and she was returning the favor. Oh, how she lifted her hips to receive every thrust. In his mind, Mark rode her snug, slick depth to unimaginable heights until he could climb no further. He felt himself free-falling back to reality when he heard the knock.He stared at the door, head laid back, and panting, unwilling to get up.The knock came again, making him impatient. "Who is it?""I brought your clothes." Right. He'd asked her to help him earlier when he ran out of the laundry room to hide the boner."Ok. Be right there."What if he opened the door and took her in his arms? Mark thought as he continued to stare at the door. He argued that there was nothing wrong with them getting a taste of each other. Again. Just one more time. But again, he
*** Phil ***Phil thanked his luck for finding a parking space this quickly as he slid his car into the just-empty spot in front of the restaurant. 'Act surprised and play it cool.' He sang in his head while walking into the place that smelled of pastries and fried chicken. Solana was a few feet ahead of him. He called out her name once they were inside. "Solana."She turned, and her face registered surprise and a friendly smile. 'Oh good, she doesn't hate me for cutting her pay in half.'"Mr. Gonza, hi.""What a surprise." He was now standing behind her in the queue, but she was facing him as they greeted each other. "I take it the new job is near here then?"She nodded. "Yes, it is. Just down the road by that junction.""I see." He knew exactly where it is, even though he refused to believe it yet. He was on his way out for a brief meeting and had just turned the junction into this street when he spotted her. She had been talking and smiling with some guy by the fancy kiosk in fro
*** Phil ***"I'm outside the hotel." The Uber driver's voice came through the phone on loudspeaker."Be there in two minutes." Phil replied as finished buttoning his shirt.It was early October. Which meant four-season countries were in their colder months. The weather was much chillier than he expected when he landed the previous day.He doned his new, thick, ankle length jacket as he rushed out of the room to his waiting cab.Minutes later, he was in front of Kendi's hostel in the city center.As she approached him from the distance, furrowed brow, messy curls peeking out of her hair warmer, he admitted silently that she was the reason he'd flown here. Not to piss off Mark some more or get over Solana. "You really are here." Laughter and disbelief colored her voice as she said this."What made you think I was lying?" He asked."What are you doing here, young Gonza." The shock was still in her voice but the amusement was gone."Young Gonza?" He scoffed. "Are you mad at me or someth
*** Solana ***The vibe in front of the motel lobby felt awkward as Mark led Solana away. He was quick to hide the embarrassed look on his face and Phil's fake smile was hard to miss. She looked at Joe's face for clues, but the guard was unreadable as he watched she and Mark moved towards the lobby.When she turned to glance at Phil again, she failed to see his face because Jamal and the temp guard's wide shoulders now stood in the way.Solana also noticed Lucy quickly returning to her seat as they passed the lobby. Mark did not let go of her hand even as they walked past receptionist to the staircase.She felt the need to ask. "Are you and Phil -?" "Chatting." He replied before she could finish the question. "That chat was long overdue."Was chatting the new code word for fighting? More importantly, had been about to do that because of her? That would be beyond flattering. However, it was totally unbecoming, especially for her former boss.Solana decided to find out later. Perhaps w
*** Mark ***"Who was that?" Mark asked his cousin.He wondered why she had been unusually quiet all day. Was it his little speech about parents and how they didn’t stick around forever? He shrugged off that thought. If it really got to her, she wouldn't be leaving, would she?One thing he knew was that she got like this whenever she was upset. Either her father must've really pissed her off or something happened, which she was unwilling to share. He thought his uncle was definitely not the only reason she was rushing back.She ignored his question, pretending not to hear, and he had no desire to press further, so he let it lie. Everyone deserved their privacy."I'm not happy you're leaving so soon." That was the truth."So come to Denmark one of these days. You're rich now. You can afford to go wherever you want." She replied, a half smile forming in her face. "Bring your pretty girlfriend, too." She winked as she moved ahead in the queue."You think she's pretty, huh?" Mark couldn't
*** Solana ***“You two should be working.”The sound of Mark's uncle's voice as he climbed down the stairs sends a jolt through Solana. This man again.She wished the ground would open and swallow her up. Mark still had his arms around her. She clumsily move out of his embrace, lowering her head in complete embarrassment. Stepping a few feet away, she wished there was a wall to hide behind, at least.“Thought you were meeting Uncle John? Mark asked the man.Solana raised her eyelids to steal a glance only to find the older man turning to continue on his way down the stairs. Relief made her suck in a deep breath. He was not on his way to Mark’s office.The man did not reply his question. Instead, he said, “Or you could use one of your suites. You’re not in a movie, Marky boy.”Solana glanced at her boss to find him looking down at her. It didn’t seem like was listening to his uncle.When the older man disappeared out of sight, he took her gently by the arm and led her into her office.
*** Solana ***After the little chitchat at the new kitchen, Solana only saw and heard from Mark just once for the rest of the morning.The brief meeting they had afterwards was nothing close to awkward. It was formal and serious, making her feel like they were back to that time when she pined for him all day and night. It felt like they'd returned to the stage when he looked at her with evident lust but keeps a safe distance.At some point before her lunch break, she wondered if their date on Saturday was not even real. Or were they back to pretending. It seemed like he'd forgotten the fact that she was his girlfriend now. Lovelane was the most important thing, of course. She was alright with that. Can't be jealous of the attention the motel got from him.But she was eager for the day to end. She needed to see how he'd treat her once they were officially done with work.It was break time, and she sat on her desk, wondering if it was alright to check on him. If it be too forward of he
*** Mark ***As Mark and his uncle entered his office for their meeting, he was prepared for any unsolicited comment or advise about his personal life.To his surprise, the man made no reference to Solana when they sat down to talk business. He went back to his usual, dignified, pretentious, proper self, beginning his questions and lectures about all Mark would be handling.Mark followed his lead and kept a professional and calm manner throughout their talk. If uncle Johnny saw him now, he imagined the man would say something like, "how come I never get this type of courtesy from you."The meeting went far better than he expected as they made plans for other businesses outside Lovelane.It turned out that uncle Johnny and Mr. Johnson were wrong about his paternal uncle. He hadn't come to see what his mother left behind to take back from Mark. He was getting the sense that the man came to ensure he was handling the estate well enough. If he thought he wasn't, only then would he make a
*** Solana ***Solana took a deep, steadying breath before opening her door. It is Monday morning and time for work.She had been dating her boss for forty-eight hours, and this day would be the first time they'd work together since they got involved.The sound of a door opening made her want to do one of two things. Nunber one was to get back inside her apartment and lock her door till he leaves. Number two was to run quickly down the stairs. She wanted to hide from him.Choosing the latter, she was already facing the gate but had to stop at the sound of her name."Solana." 'Why, oh why are you nervous?'She turned around and forced a smile through the grimace when a few drops of hot coffee spilled into her hand."Good morning," he said."Good morning," she replied.He moved closer bringing out his handkerchief and took the cup from her. Her hand shook a little when it made contact with his, but Solana was thankful that his did the same.He dabbed gently with his handkerchief, wipin
*** Phil ***The distant sound of a cock crow roused Phil from a sleep that felt like death as he forced his eyes open. The headache that struck as the daylight hit his eyes brought back memories of the night before.He and Kendi had ridden the elevator downstairs and she'd continuously insist he couldn't drive home in his state. Then she'd led him by the arm to this room, dumped him on the bed and left.Shame and anger filled him as he remembered leaning on her soft shoulder for support. The events of the past twenty-four hours made him wish this weekend would end already.Solana's date with Mark and the fact that he spent the evening with his bottle. Plus getting mocked by his ex. These things made him want to run off and start a new existence somewhere far from here."It's not enough that she witnessed the whole thing. You had to get wasted in front of her, too?" It was this very thought of Kendi that kept Phil on the bed, wishing he could vanish from the city.Eventually, he made
*** Phil ***"Hey! Hey!"Kendi stood between Phil and the glassdoor of the lobby. The nausea he'd felt all day intensified as he watched Solana and Mark enter the new, tiny elevator. "Don't even think about what you're thinking about." Kendi warned him, pulling his arm towards the outdoor staircase that led to the bar.Phil didn't know what he was thinking. Except that the bastard had his hand on Solana's lower back while she smiled up at him and gave him those doe-eyed looks."They are just getting back from a date, Phil. That means you lost! She chose him. C'mon." Kendi kept dragging him away, and Phil noticed mister harsh-face security guard now watched him with interest from the lobby's glass door. He felt like going up to that one to ask him what he's looking at. But Kendi had a tight grip on his shirt as she dragged him away."She hasn't told me that yet." He argued."Don't be stupid." She replied, urging him up the stairs.An the image of Mark and Solana, naked in bed tonight,