Chapter 16: Chapter 16
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If you can't get somebody out of your mind, then It’s probably because they are supposed to be there.
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Megan's POV
It’s been one week since I became pretty boy's PA in the Altamira international Holdings Cooperation, I call it Firm. It’s also been one week so since I became his personal maid at the penthouse in the hotel.
I've quit all my jobs except my newspaper delivery, I kinda like it and am accustomed to waking up every morning by 5am. I never thought I'll reach this position in my life, I have my own driver, Louis. He picks me up every morning at 8 and drops me back home every evening by 8. Pretty boy wanted to give me a car but I rejected it, not only do I not have a legal parking space, I can't collect anymore from the Altamira.
Regina is really sweet too, when I first saw her I thought she was a snub, who always walked with her head held up high and paid no regards to anyone around her, but I was wrong, she's been coaching me on everything I need to know, she even taught me how to make Pretty boy's coffee and deliver it to him every morning before he sIt’s on his desk, she's also been teaching my on how to take notes fast while the person is talking without missing a word, I've been practicing with The twins and I think am doing great.
I made two new friends in the company, Oscar and Naomi they are really great people who envy me for having an Office inside the bosses office. And like in every fairy tale, there is a witch, Heather Smoke, yep her name is really funny but she hates me when we are alone but loves me when am with Pretty boy.
Speaking of Pretty boy, he has been great and really supportive, inside the office when alone he is an angel but when outside, he turns monster like, barking orders, frowning, not betraying even a single smile or show of emotion and firing people with the snap of his finger. I respect him more everyday, he always makes the right decisions, speaks without mistakes, scolds with a lesson and manages to be extremely handsome while doing all these and also he can speak in more than five languages, isn't that so cool.
I parked my bike In a suitable legal area as I moved towards the giant community Library, I don't come here often, the last time I was here was when I wanted to go for an interview in a large scale breavage production company, I studied so hard but I still failed the interview. Now I am here again by some minutes past eight in the evening, under this semi snow storm. I wanted to read and learn more about businesses, so that I won't mess up someday.
I rubbed my freezing hands together as I rushed inside the library, dusting out snow from my big black jacket with the furry hoodie, I removed it and hanged it on the wooden jacket hanger, leaving only my cotton blue and white stripy sweatshirt on, my T-shirt in, my jean pants and ankle boots with a beanie, don't blame me, it freaking cold out there and snow is falling seriously.
"Good evening Caroline”I greeted the old lady librarian, I know her practically all my life and I used to come here a lot when I was in school. There is one thing you stood know about wrinkling old Caroline, although her sight is failing, she has the memory of a RAM.
She adjusted her glasses, "oh hi there Meg, long time no see"
"Yes Caroline, how have you been fairing?”I said genuinely happy to see her as I shook her wrinkled but firm hands.
"Am good, am good you all forgot about old dying Caroline, I only see Red often, the girl is a bookworm I tell you”she said.
I laughed, Rita really is a bookworm, "oh come on Caroline, we didn't forget you. Not at all"
She waved it off, "don't worry my child I don't hold it against you, am just so happy to see you well, you've turn so beautiful Meg, if Sammy's still a fool I could introduce you to my grandson"
I laughed again, this time she laughed with me exposing some lose tooth holes.
"Maybe, just maybe I'll let you introduce me to you grandson, Keith isn't it?”I asked remembering her chubby grandson who we usually play around with before he left for Britain to go meet his parents, that was 12 years ago.
She nodded, "Run along now, am sure you didn't come here to chat with me all night, wouldn't want to keep you here till midnight, I feel a snow storm approaching"
"Yes Caroline, bye see you when am out”I said moving in into the library.
I made my way from section to section, my hands still felt cold but I was occasionally rubbing them together.
I finally saw a business book and as I reached to remove it from the shelf, another hand reached for it too, the warm hand touched mine, making me shiver as I pulled away. I looked at the intruder and I almost froze, the intruder was strickenly gorgeous with dark hair and killer brown eyes, tall, lean and muscular (though not much), he smiled at me and I saw his dimples. He fucking had dimples.
"Sorry, I didn't know we were reaching for the same book”he said apologetically with his full on British accent.
"No problem, you can have it”I said.
"No you have it, you obviously wanted it first”he argued back.
"Really?”I asked.
"Yes really”he said picking up the book and handing it to me.
"Thanks”I said waving the book and about to walk away while I still can, then he grabbed my hands, l looked back at him in surprise, it doesn't matter if you are handsome or not, I'll break your face if you don't let go.
"May I?”He said and I had a feeling he wasn't bad after all, he removed the book on my hand and placed it on a table. "You hands are freezing and I've been watching you try to heat them up”he said as he rubbed his palm against mine and blew hot air into it to create more heat.
I smiled as I looked at him and wandered what he will look like if he had blue eyes, nope only suit one person in the word__ pretty boy.
"There all warmed up”he said releasing my hand back to me, and I really felt all warmed up.
"Thanks again”I said smiling.
"No problem__ Carl Van Gough”he said
"Uh?”I asked wondering what he just said.
"The book, you want to read Carl Van Gough's Science of the business world.”He said pointing to the book in my hand.
"Oh_”I said examining the book, I didn't even know the Author, but he did.
"It’s a great book anyway helps a lot of people understand how to play the chess of business”he said smiling.
"And you know this because_ you are a tycoon?”I asked raising an eyebrow at him.
He laughed, "No no I rather teach business than be into it"
"Oh so you are a teacher?”I asked understanding him.
"Yes am a lecturer at the local college”he said.
"Wow that's so cool”I said.
"Teaching?, some people find it the most stupid and uninteresting job ever”he said.
"Really? Well not me, I respect teachers and lecturers, they already have the knowledge, they could just sit around and put it to waste, but no they decide to share their knowledge and save the next generation”I said.
"Wow. You admire teaching so much, are you a teacher?”He asked.
"No I just think of them as super heroes saving the brain of the younger ones, It’s not easy to stand on an auditorium and speak you know, as for me, I don't have the courage and am as dumb as a donkey”I said, probably not the best thing to tell a stranger about yourself.
He nodded, "so you reading this for the fun or because you are a tycoon?"
"None I was recently employed in a large firm and I want to read so as to not disappoint my boss”I said staring at the book, I want to impress Pretty boy.
"Pretty boy?”He asked me and I realized I said that out loud.
"Umm Javier, Javier my boss”I said, hiding my blush.
"Keith Schneider”he said outstretching his hand.
"Is that another Author or?”I asked a bit confused.
"No that's my name”he said trying not to laugh.
"Oh OK. Meg Hart”I said shaking his hand.
He blinked once, then twice.
"Meg Hart as in Samuel's Meg, Elvis Meg, Anna's Meg?”He asked surprised.
I was surprised too he just called my two best friends and my mum's name, I nodded.
"Wow It’s my Cupcake, Keith, Keith the chubby boy, Keith Caroline's grandson, Keith, the__"
"I fucking know you”I said excited as I hugged him.
"What gave me away?”He asked holding onto me.
"Cupcake”I said hugging him more.
Keith came to visit his grandma almost every holiday, he automatically became our friend and the annoying chubby boy who kept following me around, calling me Cupcake. After one holiday he left and never came back, I cried then, I missed his pestering so much
Now he was back again, we took a seat at the corner of the library and discussed to our heart content. He said he was back here to make up for lost time with his grandma. And he took a job at the college to help her out with bills. He succeeded in convincing me to join night college classes which he taught in and I accepted.
I was very happy to see him and he was nor chubby at all but very handsome, ofcourse not as much as pretty boy, who for some twisted reason I couldn't get him out of my mind.
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