Crazy for You

Chapter 2

Elizabeth Jones:

I wake up and get up quickly, but have to hold on to the wall because of a "damn pressure drop" dizziness.

After recovering, I head towards the bathroom where I do my hygiene and head to the kitchen, where I will prepare my breakfast.

I take the ingredients and put everything in a bowl where I start stirring the dough, after that I put everything in a mold and put it in the oven.

When the cake that is in the oven is ready, I remove it and place it on the counter to cool down a bit, while I make the chocolate sauce to put on top.

After everything is ready, I take it to the table where I eat it and end up letting out a groan of approval, I am completely in love with chocolate carrot cake.

When I finished eating, I took what I had soiled to the sink where I cleaned everything, and then I went to the bedroom and took my cell phone.

I added the number Emily had sent me and then called, I really hope I get that job interview.

*Call on*

— Miller's Advocacy we can help with — spoke on the other end of the line.

— I'm Elizabeth Jones and I wanted to know if she still has a vacancy for secretary — I said

— Yes, — said — the interviews start tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning and Mr. Miller is the one who will do it, so I suggest you don't be late, he is very demanding — said

— Thank you very much

— You're welcome, Miss. Jones — spoke

*Call off*

When I turned off the cell phone, I went jumping around the room like a flea, calm down Lizzie, you just made an appointment, there's still the worst part, which is the interview.

I have to face my almost future boss, my God will I make it and if I make it, will I be able to handle it, don't think the worst, I told myself as I went towards the kitchen to get the cleaning materials.

Since I wasn't going to look for a job today, I decided to clean my house or as my mother says, "pig sty" I smiled thinking about how she scolded me for not cleaning my room.

Longing, when I get my job and have enough money, I'm going to visit her, she lives in Recife and yes, I'm Brazilian, but I had to move to New York to go to college, and I quit my old job because of my boss who kept running his hands over me and was a complete asshole. The bills started coming in, and I had to stop spending what little I had until I got a new job, but God willing I'll see her soon and give her a big hug.

I threw water on the floor and started scrubbing, after almost breaking my leg for slipping in the water and still hurting my arm that turned a little purple, I finally finished the blessed cleaning.

It was already the afternoon when I finished, so I just made my dinner and then took a shower and then fell into bed practically dead from so much tiredness.

[...]

The next morning, when I woke up, I went towards the bathroom where I took a shower, and then I went to the closet where I put on a very nice blue suit, "it has to make a good impression" and then I left towards the Miller's company.

I got out of the taxi and went to the entrance where I asked the receptionist whEre the interview would be, and she told me to go up to the top floor, which was Mr. Miller.

I got out of the elevator and walked over to a woman who was sitting at a table while fiddling with her cell phone.

She was very pretty, she was in a social outfit and had her beautiful blonde hair tied in a loose bun with a few loose strands and her blue eyes that stood out because of the black eyeliner.

— Excuse me — I said, and she looked at me and smiled.

— Hello — said

— I'm here for the interview

— Oh yes — spoke — Mr. Miller is waiting for you.

— Thanks — I said and she smiled warmly.

I knocked on the door and I heard a thick and hoarse voice telling me to come in, I went in, and he was standing with his back to me as he looked through the window and when he turned around I froze.

The man in front of me was a true Greek God, "oh lord why do you put me through this temptation" I said softly, and I saw him smile sideways at me and I think my panties got wet at the time.