Crazy Stupid Love

Tables Turned (Part 1)

IT’S MONDAY and I am feeling a lot better than I was on Saturday. My dad's surgery went well, it was successful, and I managed to finish my work, which I would submit as soon as I got to the office.

I have been ignoring Chris phone calls ever since then. I came in early today hoping that I would not bump into him. I did not know how I would be able to look into the eyes of the man who treated me like dirt the morning after.

I knew it in my heart that I deserved much much better than the way he treated me.

I was glad that in the mist of all the troubles I managed to keep it away from mom. I know she probably would have hired someone to take Chris out for the way he treated her little girl.

She did not even suspect a thing when I told her that we had to cut my business trip short because I could not let them come and go without seeing them.

It is a new day, new week and I was looking forward to my job. The only thing next to April that really mattered in my life. I am more than happy to be at work this morning. I was excited to blow my boss away.

I was not surprised to see her already in her office. I knocked softly on the door and let myself in without waiting for her to reply. She was busy on her desk with a pen in her hands as always.

"You're in early..." She said as she saw me walking towards her.

"Good morning boss lady, I hope this will make your morning as good as mine." Sounding pleased with myself, I gave her back the blue file and a flash drive.

"What's this?" she asked holding up the flash drive.

"The mockups and the layouts of the book cover designs..." I said with a smile.

"In here? All of it in this little thing?" she asked me.

I was surprised that my boss did not know what a flash drive is. Coming to think of it. All of the work she has given me has been hard copy, which is why it took so much time to get through.

"How well can you navigate your computer?" I asked her trying to figure out how much work needed to be done with her.

"Very little it seems, Isabella I’m old school. I believe in pen to paper dear and now with you millennials and your technology make things so complicated, I can send emails and read them but and that's just about it, I mean Martha is the one familiar with this things."

I was shocked as to how a woman of her calibre could not know how to use a computer? This was a shocker for me but this was not good news for me at all.

All the writing on paper was just too much work load.

"Oh boss lady, you're not that old, how about I show you how to use that little thing in your hand over there.." I said with a smile.

"If you tell anyone about this you're dead," she said as she laughed. I would not want anyone to know that she could not use a computer or worse that she does not know what a flash drive is.

I pulled a chair and rolled over to her desk. I took the flash drive and showed her to insert it. I showed her the work I have done.

"Wow Bella, that's so impressive, I love it, well done!" she finally said after seeing what I have done.

"Now how do I print it out into paper?" she asked.

“Oh that's simple, come let me show you how you do it" I pointed at the screen.

There was a masculine knock at the door disturbing us from what we where doing. We both look up and it's Kenny and he was with Chris!

"Oh great!" I whispered in my head at the sight of him. Just as my day was going great, he had to show up. I was not ready to talk to him let alone see him.

I was at work and this was precisely what I hated about office romance. It makes the office uncomfortable.

"Good morning ladies..." Kenny greeted us as he approached us with Chris walking behind him, almost too afraid to even look at me.

"Good morning Kenny, Chris..." I said as I stood up. He was so shocked that I greeted him that he just stood there looking foolish starring at me as I pull my skirt down.

This was not any skirt yol. It was a red high waist figure hugging pencil skirt, it hugged my curves perfect and stuck out my big ass, I matched it perfectly with a cream chiffon blouse down with killer black Prada stilettos with black heels.

My hair was pulled up into a bun and my cute little prada glasses on my eyes with red frames matched perfectly with my fiery red lipstick. Channel no.5 on my skin making smell like a million dollars was the perfect finishing touch.

I looked like a knockout even if I have to say so myself. The look on my both of their faces when I finally looked up at them was priceless. They where caught in my spell. I was confident.

Looking nothing the girl back at the Cancoon. This was the new me. After of course the help of mom with her pampering yesterday got me a facial and a mani. Even had fake lashes just to thicken my natural ones and my dear April who assisted in the clothing department.

All I had to do was just wear my confident and of course a bit of Channel. I looked good and smelled great.

"Boss lady, I will leave you to it." I gave her a pat on the shoulder.

"Gentlemen" I bowed my head a bit as I sashayed my as pass the two men who where watching my every move to my office.

I felt good. Liberated. I might have given that man my body but I will be damned if he takes away ME! What a rush. A sort of adrenalin, something like what I felt when I drove my sportscar down the highway.

I was glad for mom and her nagging me to be pampered and for April who insisted on my outfit. I think she kind of knew that I might bump into that man and she knew that if I looked good then I would feel good if that moment came. I unlocked my office and got on by with my job.

The day went on by quickly,again or was it a habit but I had grown the love of working until late. I make my way downstairs to the parking lot only to find Kenny under his car. He was really busy.

His shirt out and his muscles sticking out from under the car. I never figured him for a man who would want to fix his own car. I mean he wore suits for Christ’s sake!

I walked closer to him. He pulled back from under the car.

"Anything I can help with?" I asked with a smile remembering when he helped me out with my car.

"I bet you're glad to see me flat on my ass for a change ha..." He said with a smile as he saw my face.

"No, I would be glad if I was the one who put you there..." I said and we both laughed. "So? Do you need help?" I asked him.

He got up from underneath the car. "I need a lot of help, but I would kill for a shower" he said.

"Well I could drive you to your place and come back, its fine..." I said hoping he would agree. He once helped me and it would be nice to return the e favor to him…

"Oh no Isabella, I couldn’t let you drive me at night for two hours, it’s late and it's not safe." He said with a stern voice.

"Oh come on! Let me take you home, I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself, I really don't mind." I said to him.

"No Isabella and I’m not going to debate this with you, I’ll have to sleep in a hotel and sort this car thing tomorrow, oh shoot! I locked the keys in there, and so are my phones and my wallet, f**k!"

He said sounding irritated. He locked everything inside his car including the car keys themselves.

“Okay then let me call a cab for you..." I said as I searched my purse to find my phone.

"did you not just hear me? My wallet is in there and I can't let you pay for my ride, I wouldn’t feel right."

Oh, this man was being so difficult. "Okay I’m running out of options here and I can't exactly let you sleep here in the parking lot so I'm taking you home with me." I said firmly.

"Oh no you're not... go home, it's late" Oh this man was being stubborn but I was not about to leave him here, I couldn’t.

How will I be able to sleep knowing that I have left a man out in the cold and by looks of things, it looked like his jacket was also in the car, locked inside.

"We'll since you're so worried about my safety don't you think that I would be much safer driving with you in the car with me protecting me? I mean that way you could be certain for sure that I got home safe..."

I knew it was a long shot but it was worth a try and I was never going to leave him here and that was for certain.

"So you're not going to stop until I agree won't you?" he was right about that. Whatever it took.

"Think of it this way, You get to make sure that I’m home safe and get a nice hot shower and a hot home cooked meal"

"Okay if you put it that way but I am not happy about it."

He picked his dirty shirt from the ground and followed me to my car. He got in and was very surprised to see that it was a manual car.

"What?" I said in amusement as I shifted my car into gear.

"I just didn’t think... you know" he was pointing at my joystick.

"What you thought just because I’m a woman I should drive an automatic? I must say for a modern man I’m very disappointed in you, what's the point of having a sports car if you're not going to drive it properly? I love a whip with a stick"

Of course, he would know, he drove muscle cars, very dangerous for a thrill chaser like me.

I smiled as I turned to join the highway.

Now this was my car and my time to show him how well I can drive my whip.

"Hang on..." I said as I shifted the gear and push my foot on the accelerator and the other foot balancing the clutch, I lean back on my chair with one hand on the wheel.

We where driving at 190kM/h. The fastest I have ever driven in this car. I loved the rush of adrenalin that was flowing within me.

"Do you always drive this fast?" Finally, he said with a pleasing smile. He liked the speed as much as I did. He felt the rush just as much as I did.

“You should see me in a Ferrari..." I said with smile thinking about my dad's red Ferrari. His pride and joy. He loved that car so much my mom was jealous of it.

Hell, I was even jealous of it. Hell, I even thought he loved it bee than me. No one was allowed to drive that car.

"You have a Ferrari?" He asked sounding surprised.

to be continued...