Heart Robber (Lifestyle by Design Book 2) by Miranda P. Charles
Authors: Miranda P. Charles
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expectations.
"Are you ladies okay to walk for twenty-five minutes in those shoes?" Ray asked them as he eyed their high heels.
"Twenty-five!" Jessa exclaimed.
"What's the matter with taking a cab, Ray? Surely, you're not cost-cutting on us," Clarise quipped.
Ray chuckled. "For you two? Never. I'm joking, of course. It's only about ten minutes away."
As they walked to their destination, admiring glances were thrown at them by both sexes. Women even smiled at Ray, which was not surprising. He was a sight to behold in his expensive suit and with his confident gait. As a very good-looking and successful business owner at thirty-four, Ray was a great catch in any woman's language.
Men also tried to attract their attention as they sauntered past. Previously, Jessa would have assumed the male interest was mainly for Clarise. But lately, her confidence about how she looked had blossomed enough that she boldly gazed back at them. She was still surprised to notice that some had their eyes fully directed at her.
Ray updated them on the status of his search for another senior writer to help cope with their increasing workload. He had three candidates in his short-list and would be doing his final round of interviews in the next couple of weeks. Hopefully, within a month or so, they would have someone else join their team.
They had just crossed the road at the set of lights when Clarise called out, "Faye!"
Faye stopped in her tracks. She was carrying a brown bag, obviously her lunch that she was taking back to her office.
"Hey, guys! Where are you going?"
"We're just following this guy here to some Italian restaurant." Clarise indicated Ray standing next to her. "He said it'll only take ten minutes to walk. It's been …" she checked her watch, "…eleven."
"We're almost there," Ray grinned, his eyes fixed on Faye. "Hi, Faye. Haven't seen you for a while. How come you don't visit the girls in the office anymore?"
"Well, I'm a good fifteen minutes away from your office now so we just meet halfway. We moved five months ago."
"Bigger premises?"
"Yeah, and more modern. Anyway, I gotta run. We have a staff meeting in half an hour. I'll see you girls for dinner on Friday. And it was good seeing you again, Ray."
They waved goodbye and Ray led them to the nearby building.
Jessa caught Ray following Faye with his eyes but decided not to make anything of it.
~~~~~~~
"How did you enjoy the lunch, Jessa?" James Bradley asked.
Jessa looked up at the soft-spoken, attractive man in designer eyeglasses.
They were in a private room of an Italian restaurant, where they met with James and Philip Bradley, siblings and co-partners of Bradley Accounting Services, and six other senior staff members of the firm. They were up and mingling with one another now that lunch had finished.
"It was great, thank you. This is a wonderful place."
"Yes, we always hire them for special occasions. Would you like some more wine?"
"No, thanks," she said with a little giggle. "I think I've had one too many already. There's still work to do after this. My to-do list is a few pages long."
"Surely Ray wouldn't mind if you take the afternoon off. You've been instrumental in the popularity of the magazine, Jessa. I'm really impressed with you. You're brilliant," James gushed.
"Thank you," she mumbled, hating the fact that she must have blushed scarlet. She looked away from the intense, admiring gaze of the man standing in front of her.
"I'm really looking forward to you editing our next round of advertorials. I'm actually —"
James was interrupted when his brother, Philip, joined them.
"Jessa, you look beautiful when you blush," Philip said with an enigmatic smile on his face.
She blushed even deeper, if that was possible. She was embarrassed by the attention and hoped someone would come and rescue her.
"What have you been telling her, James, hmm?" There was a teasing look in Philip's eyes directed at his younger brother.
It was James who turned red
"Are you ladies okay to walk for twenty-five minutes in those shoes?" Ray asked them as he eyed their high heels.
"Twenty-five!" Jessa exclaimed.
"What's the matter with taking a cab, Ray? Surely, you're not cost-cutting on us," Clarise quipped.
Ray chuckled. "For you two? Never. I'm joking, of course. It's only about ten minutes away."
As they walked to their destination, admiring glances were thrown at them by both sexes. Women even smiled at Ray, which was not surprising. He was a sight to behold in his expensive suit and with his confident gait. As a very good-looking and successful business owner at thirty-four, Ray was a great catch in any woman's language.
Men also tried to attract their attention as they sauntered past. Previously, Jessa would have assumed the male interest was mainly for Clarise. But lately, her confidence about how she looked had blossomed enough that she boldly gazed back at them. She was still surprised to notice that some had their eyes fully directed at her.
Ray updated them on the status of his search for another senior writer to help cope with their increasing workload. He had three candidates in his short-list and would be doing his final round of interviews in the next couple of weeks. Hopefully, within a month or so, they would have someone else join their team.
They had just crossed the road at the set of lights when Clarise called out, "Faye!"
Faye stopped in her tracks. She was carrying a brown bag, obviously her lunch that she was taking back to her office.
"Hey, guys! Where are you going?"
"We're just following this guy here to some Italian restaurant." Clarise indicated Ray standing next to her. "He said it'll only take ten minutes to walk. It's been …" she checked her watch, "…eleven."
"We're almost there," Ray grinned, his eyes fixed on Faye. "Hi, Faye. Haven't seen you for a while. How come you don't visit the girls in the office anymore?"
"Well, I'm a good fifteen minutes away from your office now so we just meet halfway. We moved five months ago."
"Bigger premises?"
"Yeah, and more modern. Anyway, I gotta run. We have a staff meeting in half an hour. I'll see you girls for dinner on Friday. And it was good seeing you again, Ray."
They waved goodbye and Ray led them to the nearby building.
Jessa caught Ray following Faye with his eyes but decided not to make anything of it.
~~~~~~~
"How did you enjoy the lunch, Jessa?" James Bradley asked.
Jessa looked up at the soft-spoken, attractive man in designer eyeglasses.
They were in a private room of an Italian restaurant, where they met with James and Philip Bradley, siblings and co-partners of Bradley Accounting Services, and six other senior staff members of the firm. They were up and mingling with one another now that lunch had finished.
"It was great, thank you. This is a wonderful place."
"Yes, we always hire them for special occasions. Would you like some more wine?"
"No, thanks," she said with a little giggle. "I think I've had one too many already. There's still work to do after this. My to-do list is a few pages long."
"Surely Ray wouldn't mind if you take the afternoon off. You've been instrumental in the popularity of the magazine, Jessa. I'm really impressed with you. You're brilliant," James gushed.
"Thank you," she mumbled, hating the fact that she must have blushed scarlet. She looked away from the intense, admiring gaze of the man standing in front of her.
"I'm really looking forward to you editing our next round of advertorials. I'm actually —"
James was interrupted when his brother, Philip, joined them.
"Jessa, you look beautiful when you blush," Philip said with an enigmatic smile on his face.
She blushed even deeper, if that was possible. She was embarrassed by the attention and hoped someone would come and rescue her.
"What have you been telling her, James, hmm?" There was a teasing look in Philip's eyes directed at his younger brother.
It was James who turned red
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