hell?
“An admirer already?” Emma bounces up to my desk taking a big whiff. “So pretty.”
She was right they were gorgeous, I love the way they weren’t just red, but had a mix of yellow and pink. Who could these be from? I blush when I notice a few other writers sending me looks. So now I’m the newbie that dresses like a runway model, doesn’t wear glasses and gets roses on her first day. Great!
I peer at the brown box. And I get a gift? I don’t remember giving anyone my work address. Especially not Chelsea.
“Are you going to open it?” Emma asks.
Making quick work to open the box I gasp when I pull out a blue box. I know this blue.
Emma gasps. “Holy shit. It’s from Tiffany’s”
Carter looks up, biting the tip of his pen. “Boyfriend?”
I just shake my head. I wasn’t sure how to answer that. Of course the answer is No, and I couldn’t call Yoel my boyfriend without thinking about my ex fiancé.
Pulling the ribbon off the slim square box I open it to find the most perfect silver charm bracelet. Picking up the delicate chain I smile when I see the doll. Yoel.
My heart does a double beat.
Next is a typewriter, a book, a crown and a heart with an ‘M’ engraved on it. Frowning I’m about to set the bracelet back in the box. I couldn’t wear it. Not while I’m still hurting, but the bracelet is taken from my fingers.
“Let me put it on you. Lucky girl.” Before I can protest Emma is already clasping it around my wrist. “Here, there’s a card. Who ever sent this must love you a lot. I heard Jean in Fashion talking about the new charm bracelets…”
I block her out as I open the small envelope. There’s a typed up note that reads:
Madison,
Congrats on following your dream, baby doll.
Hope you like the roses and gift.
Yours,
Yoel
Of course he knew where I got a job. I need to have a long talk with my best friend. The bracelet dangles from my wrist and I have to admit I love it. Should I text him and thank him? He might think I’m ready to talk, and I’m not. Everything is still so fresh and here he goes and does this. Damn you Yoel.
I catch Carter looking at the bracelet, roses and then me. “So no boyfriend. Husband then?”
I laugh. “No. Just a friend.”
“Well do you have anymore ‘friends’ that buys a thousand dollar charm bracelets?” Emma grins.
“Don’t you have a T.V. show to watch?” Carter flicks his pen at her. “I’m trying to work here.”
She flicks him off. “Still haven’t gotten a response from the heavyweight champ?” She mocks. I perk up at this information. He’s been trying to interview Marcus?
He sighs. “I need boobs in order to get his attention.”
That makes me laugh because it’s so true. Gosh I needed that laugh.
“Eh, I heard his fiancé left him.” Nick looks up from his laptop.
“I wasn’t aware he even had a fiancé.” Carter looks surprised. “No wonder she left.”
Frowning I tilt my head. No one knew about me, I was surprised they didn’t recognize me, but the way Carter is looking at me I’m sure he’ll catch on soon. There are pictures of Marcus and me for anyone who digs deep enough.
The rest of the day goes by without a hitch. Emma and I get tacos at a place around the block from the office for lunch. Most of it she spends telling me about some documentary about a guy wrongly convicted and how I should do an article about it. Apparently the story is everywhere. At the end of the day Emma makes sure we swap numbers so she can show me around the city sometime.
Carter catches me right after and also offers his services to show me around. I learned that he’s been living here for about six years. Not to be rude I swap numbers with him also, but I know I won’t be using it.
He hails a cab for me and I offer and smile “Thanks, see you tomorrow.”
“Eleven Madison Parker,” I tell the driver as soon as Carter shuts the door for me.
I hope I don’t have to friend-zone him. I have enough male
“An admirer already?” Emma bounces up to my desk taking a big whiff. “So pretty.”
She was right they were gorgeous, I love the way they weren’t just red, but had a mix of yellow and pink. Who could these be from? I blush when I notice a few other writers sending me looks. So now I’m the newbie that dresses like a runway model, doesn’t wear glasses and gets roses on her first day. Great!
I peer at the brown box. And I get a gift? I don’t remember giving anyone my work address. Especially not Chelsea.
“Are you going to open it?” Emma asks.
Making quick work to open the box I gasp when I pull out a blue box. I know this blue.
Emma gasps. “Holy shit. It’s from Tiffany’s”
Carter looks up, biting the tip of his pen. “Boyfriend?”
I just shake my head. I wasn’t sure how to answer that. Of course the answer is No, and I couldn’t call Yoel my boyfriend without thinking about my ex fiancé.
Pulling the ribbon off the slim square box I open it to find the most perfect silver charm bracelet. Picking up the delicate chain I smile when I see the doll. Yoel.
My heart does a double beat.
Next is a typewriter, a book, a crown and a heart with an ‘M’ engraved on it. Frowning I’m about to set the bracelet back in the box. I couldn’t wear it. Not while I’m still hurting, but the bracelet is taken from my fingers.
“Let me put it on you. Lucky girl.” Before I can protest Emma is already clasping it around my wrist. “Here, there’s a card. Who ever sent this must love you a lot. I heard Jean in Fashion talking about the new charm bracelets…”
I block her out as I open the small envelope. There’s a typed up note that reads:
Madison,
Congrats on following your dream, baby doll.
Hope you like the roses and gift.
Yours,
Yoel
Of course he knew where I got a job. I need to have a long talk with my best friend. The bracelet dangles from my wrist and I have to admit I love it. Should I text him and thank him? He might think I’m ready to talk, and I’m not. Everything is still so fresh and here he goes and does this. Damn you Yoel.
I catch Carter looking at the bracelet, roses and then me. “So no boyfriend. Husband then?”
I laugh. “No. Just a friend.”
“Well do you have anymore ‘friends’ that buys a thousand dollar charm bracelets?” Emma grins.
“Don’t you have a T.V. show to watch?” Carter flicks his pen at her. “I’m trying to work here.”
She flicks him off. “Still haven’t gotten a response from the heavyweight champ?” She mocks. I perk up at this information. He’s been trying to interview Marcus?
He sighs. “I need boobs in order to get his attention.”
That makes me laugh because it’s so true. Gosh I needed that laugh.
“Eh, I heard his fiancé left him.” Nick looks up from his laptop.
“I wasn’t aware he even had a fiancé.” Carter looks surprised. “No wonder she left.”
Frowning I tilt my head. No one knew about me, I was surprised they didn’t recognize me, but the way Carter is looking at me I’m sure he’ll catch on soon. There are pictures of Marcus and me for anyone who digs deep enough.
The rest of the day goes by without a hitch. Emma and I get tacos at a place around the block from the office for lunch. Most of it she spends telling me about some documentary about a guy wrongly convicted and how I should do an article about it. Apparently the story is everywhere. At the end of the day Emma makes sure we swap numbers so she can show me around the city sometime.
Carter catches me right after and also offers his services to show me around. I learned that he’s been living here for about six years. Not to be rude I swap numbers with him also, but I know I won’t be using it.
He hails a cab for me and I offer and smile “Thanks, see you tomorrow.”
“Eleven Madison Parker,” I tell the driver as soon as Carter shuts the door for me.
I hope I don’t have to friend-zone him. I have enough male
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