1...Job...

{Kelsie}

I checked the time on my wristwatch and saw that my shift was almost over.

"Thank God" I muttered and carried the tray of coffee to a table about six feet away.

I served the coffee and smiled.

"Shit" I heard a masculine voice say out those words, earning my attention. He was a customer sitting around a not too far from where I was standing.

He was on a call, his large hand holding his phone tightly like he was having a fight with the phone or probably the person he was on phone with.

I sighed and looked away. God help this guy. He seems to be always furious about everything and everyone around him, he's gonna grow old soon, I swear.

I turned my face at him again for a last look. He was still holding his phone tight and I pray he does not break the poor thing.

I noticed he was going to rotate his head to my direction and quickly averted my gaze before he catches me staring as that would be really awkward for me.

I walked back to the counter and as I was preparing to serve another coffee, I heard a feminine voice beside me talk in whispers.

"When are you gonna talk to him?" She asked in a rush.

I feigned a confused look for about three seconds before asking "Talk to who?"

She made a soft exhaling sound "Kelsie, come on, you know who" She gestured her head towards the furious guy sitting at the corner of the cafe.

"Oh!! that guy!!" I jerked my thumb backwards.

She folded her arms across her chest "Yes, Kelsie. That guy"

The guy looks like someone who would yell at me if I tried to talk to him, so I avoid him a lot, but I really need his help.

I chewed my bottom lip, glancing back at the guy again and then I saw that he was looking at my direction with those dark gray eyes and before I could think of looking away, our eyes inter locked. I mean, really locked that it was kinda hard to unlock.

"Shit" I mumbled. It was my turn to say out the curse out.

He boldly maintained the eye contact making me feel so nervous. I threw him an awkward smile before turning my face away.

God. What an eye contact.

"So, you haven't answered my question" I heard the feminine voice again.

"Mildred, I'm gonna talk to him when my shift is over" I said slowly.

"Oh, girl, you've been saying that for the past few days now" She pointed out.

I adjusted my glasses "Mildred..." I called and sighed "I'm gonna talk to him today"

"Good. You should. You really need a better job to support yourself" Mildred said smiling at me.

I smiled back at her and was tempted to throw a quick look at the guy again. I know I shouldn't be giving him those creepy glimpses, but I don't think I can help it. I rotated my head to have my eyes land on him.

This time, he had his eyes on his phone, his long fingers typing rapidly with a frown on his face. I inhaled and exhaled, getting ready to talk to him when my shift is over.

I hope the conversation goes well.

***

I stood in front of the customer and watched him type fastly on his phone, glaring at the screen. Oh man, this guy should be the definition of 'fast and furious' with the way he types fast and the anger he's got on his face.

I adjusted my glasses and cleared my throat to notify him of my presence. He looked up and then I was able to see his dark gray eyes clearly again. It looked like those eyes were mixed with another dark colour but I can't place what colour it is exactly.

He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment, then as if he finally recalled why I was standing like a moron in front of his table, he gave me a nod and gestured his right hand to the seat in front of him, but before taking the seat, I ran my gaze over his hand, taking note of its masculinity and the silver bracelet around his wrist.

He is so manly. And rich.

His simple businessman outfit says a lot about his money. Simple, but I can still smell the money all over him.

I dropped my bag on the chair and sat gently like a simple, nice lady. I beamed at the guy to lighten the atmosphere but he didn't smile back, he only gave a nod like an agama.

Okay. Good start; Note the sarcasm.

Now, how am I gonna talk to him and not make him furious at me? I mean, Just look at him now, staring at me with those dark eyes like he could swallow me whole when I haven't even said a word.

"Hi" I greeted, grinning, but still no smile from him. Or a word.

Alright. This is gonna be whole lotta hardwork now. I cleared my throat again, trying to think of where to start from. But when I least expected it, he finally talked.

"Kelly" His voice was deep and his expression blank.

I blinked at him for few seconds. Kelly? Then I smiled at him despite the fact that he called the wrong name.

Dude, its Kelsie, not Kelly.

"It's Kelsie" I corrected calmly. I don't know if he had misheard my name from Mildred or he forgot the real name.

"Kelsie?" He said in a questioning tone, his eyes doing a quick assessment from my head down to my chest.

"Yes. Kelsie" I answered, beaming at him again.

He stared at me, going silent again with no smile or expression on his face.

I was expecting him to talk, say something, do something, but no. He did nothing!

Feeling awkward, I rubbed my first finger on my ear before adjusting my glasses with my other hand.

"So, uhm..." I cleared my throat for like the third time now, while he still gave me that blank look. "Uhhh...Mildred told me you have a job for me" I went straight to the point.

"She told me you needed a job" He replied, his deep voice giving a pleasing sound in my ear.

"Yeah. I do. I mean I have a job already" I paused, his stare makes me kinda nervy. "Obviously, I have a job" I chuckled dryly "But....err....I need a better job"

No word, just silence from him.

I blinked slowly while he continued to stare blankly.

"Soooooo...." I resumed talking to break the silence "Mildred wanted me to get a better job and promised to talk to you about it. She got back to me later to tell me you've got got a job for me but we needed to talk, but now you're not even talking, I've been the one doing the whole talking" I said, rushing my words, and finally took a deep breath after I was done.

Few seconds passed and just when I was about to say something else, I heard his deep voice.

"Alright" He muttered, running his eyes over my face like he was checking for something "You wanna know the reason I considered you for this job?" He asked, his dark gray eyes boring into mine. I'm not not gonna lie, those eyes are a beauty. "Mildred said some things about you which made you suitable for the job"

"Oh" I was curious now. "Some things?.....like what?"

He looked like he was tired of talking but he answered anyways "She said you're matured, intelligent and very secretive"

I smiled.

"And I hope that's true" He tapped his first finger on the table bringing my eyes to the veins at the back of his palm. "I really hope it's true, especially the last part"

My smile wiped away and I narrowed my eyes at him "The last part?"

"Yeah" He said while exhaling "I need someone very secretive for this job"

I was more than confused. "Someone very secretive?" I repeated burrowing my brows "And what type of job is that?"

He stopped tapping his finger on the table and sat upright "It's a simple job"

I flustered, eagerly waiting for him to say more.

"You just need to do something for me, and I will pay you handsomely, just abide by the rules and regulations, that's all" He explained briefly, but I still haven't gotten to know the type of job he's talking about here.

"So what am I gonna do for you?" I asked, my tone showing just how eager I was to hear him talk.

"I want you to be my wife" He finally answered my question.

I blinked repeatedly and fastly at him in disbelief, then I pressed a finger on my ear, to be sure I haven't developed a hearing problem.

"Sor....sorry, you....you said what now?" I stammered.

He breathed out, sitting so relaxed and still looking very serious "You heard me"

Okay, I heard him. He wants me to be his wife.

That must be a joke, and it sure was a hilarious one. I started to laugh, showcasing my teeth, but his expression getting more serious and even capable of murdering me, automatically killed my laughter.

"Uhm...." I blinked several times till I felt my eyes aching me. "Oh my God, you're serious about this"

He didn't say anything. The look on his face was enough to reply me.

"Wow!" I stared at him as I recalled some of his words; 'I need someone very secretive for this job'

My lips parted. Man, that sentence proves that he really wants me to his wife! Holy, holy fuck!