His Other Half

wound up being the quicker dresser, and I was already diving into my shoes

t I was already descending th

ead finally went off. I looked back at my Rolex. I’d failed to notice that it had stopped earli

m gonna be l

ss Mr. Cather who is seated at his desk. “I’m off for lunch,” I inf

s a nice man, portly and in his sixties. His hair, what little is left of it at the sides is black and white and th

respect him as my boss. His gui

eming a bit distracted. “Enjoy your lunch

ka

I shrug. Probably something he wants me to take care of. I take the

I am texting her back when I hit into a solid wall. A wal

t blue eyes. My mouth goes dry as I stare at the most handsome man I’ve seen in a long time. Possibly

tion to this virile man. I tremble at the power, cockiness and ha

e going, lady,” he states cros

especially given the way he is scowl

apologize even though the w

it doesn’t h

ed presence of this man, I continue staring at him and the way he fills out the charcoal suit. His bla

muscular legs and … Oh God, he stops at th

e outdoors. Well that had been unexpected. Why am I allowing a stranger to rattle me this much? By t

into the cobb salad and soup I order. Usually very fond of their soup, I couldn’t savor it this time around. My

much checking if I’m on time to get off lunch but how many hours are left for the work day to end. I do enjoy my job as Personal Assistant to the CEO o

rs hitting up the various restaurants around for

r. My career had been more important two years ago and still is. This may not be what I envisioned

throom. I keep disposable toothbrushes with me at all time. As a child I had cavities and never

f as Miss. World Material but then most girl aren’t. I am medium height with brown hair prevented

is tucked into one of my favorite pencil skirts which emphasizes my small waist, the gentle curve of my hips

ay not make an exorbitant amount of money especially with the decline in business which prevents us getting a raise but I dress well,

creases in my skirt which can’t be helped, I leave th

me

open. “Just le

e same guy I’d run into earlier. The one who had made me feel like a child in the way he ha

my throat to start over. “Excuse m

le and beckon to me. “Come on in and close the

our meeting,” I explain. “We ca

. Cather explains. “Close the door behind you. I wouldn’t want word gett

that he still has his eyes on me, caus

Personal Assistant I wa

ut? I have a bad feeling whatever it is Mr. Cather wan

mes states ruefully but do I hint sarcasm in his

Cather asks, thrown off b

“Your Personal Assistant

met then?” my

e being asked to step in. “We just ran into each other while I w

adds. “I hope texting on the job is not s

unch break,” I replies to his statemen

shrugs. “Anyway, Mr. James this is my PA Emmy . this is Mr.

ames and towards my boss as his words s

hing business Emmy,” Mr. Cather states. “You of all perso

shut down operation, leaving everyone here without a job so when Mr.

protest. I couldn’t work for th

ke everybody’s Grandpa. How would I get any work done with t

probably white from shock. “I see. Is ther

r responds thoughtfully. “Except tha

an excellent job with Mr. James, E

everything for me. How old is he anyway? He couldn’t be older than early

time since finding out I would be working for him, I turn to m

” I tell him with a tight sm

re was all

ne. Our eyes meet and the air is sucked out of my

ose cynically, cold blue eyes. How could a man who a

anoth