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Chapter 129
Gabriel – Aged 29.
I spray on my cologne and do up the cuff links on my shirt as I glance at my watch.
Where is she?
I pull on my suit jacket and go into the bathroom and do my hair in the mirror. I hear my
office door open and close. “Morning, Gabriel,” Vee calls as she rushes in.
“What time do you call this?” I call.
“You aren’t even ready yet,” she calls back as she opens my computer. “I don’t start work
for another hour…in case it slipped your mind.”
“Very funny,” I call back. “You are well aware that nothing slips my mind.”
“Hurry up, I have a lot to do today,” she calls from my office.
I roll my eyes as I continue to comb my hair.
“Don’t forget I’m going to lunch today right on twelve thirty.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I walk into my office to see Vee sitting at my desk going through my calendar, Her hair is curled and she’s wearing a pretty pink dress.
Huh?
“Okay, let’s steamroll through this. So at nine you have a meeting with
Glenora from Blakehurst.”
“Why do you look like that?” I ask as I look her up and down.
“Focus.” She keeps reading the computer screen. “Then at ten you have a Zoom meeting Focus.”
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Since when does she curl her hair for work? My eyes linger on her breasts, perkier than usual…is she wearing a push–up bra?
The fuck is going on here?
“At eleven thirty you have a meeting with the marketing team. The notes are in your email
under the heading Eleven thirty meeting.” “Who are you having lunch with?” I ask.
“Then at one you have a Zoom with the United Kingdom office.” “Vee,” I snap.
Her eyes rise to meet mine. “Yes, Gabriel.”
“I asked you a question.”
“What is it?” She screws up her face as if I am a major inconvenience.
“Who are you having lunch with?”
“A friend.”
“What friend?”
“You don’t know her.”
“It’s a her?”
“Of course it’s a her.”
“You curled your hair for a her?” She rolls her eyes.
“You never curled your hair for me?”
“That’s because you wouldn’t notice even if I did. Can you concentrate for two minutes
here.”
“didn’t notice you curled your hair today?”
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oh my god.” She sighs. “You’re exhausting, do you know that?”
go to the coffee machine and begin making our coffee. “I have been told that a few times.”
“You’re also disgusting.”
“Got to admit.” I smirk as I sip my coffee. “Disgustingly exhausting is high on my
rotation.”
“Please….” She goes back to reading. “This afternoon you have a final meeting….”
“Why would someone wear a push–up bra to work…I wonder?” I ask. Her eyes rise to meet mine. “Why would someone even notice that?” “Some people notice everything.” I pass cup of coffee to her.
the
“Well.” She takes a sip. “Some people are nosey parkers who need to mind their own business.” “What’s her name?” “Who?” She frowns.
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