Jealousy assistant

    Tossing my bag on the  bed, it's been more than just a long day, it's been a day, i wouldn’t want to reoccur , if only i was given an headstart before any day, I wouldn’t bother standing up in the first place, or  maybe, just maybe, i could navigate through all that has happened today.

      Seeing  a different side of Asher, he had always been one to conceal his intentions , always composed, but seeing him argue  with Axel today , he must really be upset, it’s normal for brothers to fight once in a while, but totally not agreeable is weird.

     Why should i care, i had less than thirty days staying here, and that should be the  least  of my worries, slumping back on the bed, I can’t help but think back to when he held my hands, what does that mean, no one just hold hand that way, he even placed them in his pocket.

    It’s now more of a habit, than just a gesture, making my heart skip,  hopes of a possible fantasy being fulfilled, that sensation down the gut whenever a crush talks to you, I feel all of them, I feel all of them with him, yet each time life reminds me how well my fantasies have grown just being around him.

     How my hopes have grown after him…

   Maybe I am a magnet  for traumatized men,  just maybe.

      Men who wouldn’t care about me, men I seemed to ignore each flag waved at me at the beginning, what if I am doing it again, falling for a traumatized man. 

    Taking up my phone, i dial noa number, he picks after the third ring, “xup mami” his accent instantly calms my nerve, as I succumbed to the feeling of having someone with a tone this delightful, “ i was just wondering if you would like to meet up for a drink maybe” .

     I  had expected him to call up an excuse, it was a stupid thing to say, with the suspense just after my question,  we probably shouldn't speak except on business terms.

  With a crossed finger, i hear him say, 

“ ok , where?”.

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    Seated opposite, he hadn’t said much since he pulled over, all he did was ordered some coffee, just to stare at it, while I do the drinking, I am almost down my first glass, , “ so what do you want to talk about” he said, as though he couldn’t get enough from those endless stare around the brim of his coffee mug.

   “ asher”

   My reply had finally stopped his little round about, but had his eyes on me, now I wished he was back to the mug than me.

    

   “ what about asher? ”, perplexed, I shouldn’t have said that, my eyes paced down his nice tighten knuckles, around the hand of his mug, as he lifts it up to his lip, was that really necessary?.

      “ uhm, anna said, you were with him when he came back”.

   He hummed, nodding his head, as he lets the mug down, looking back down at it, it’s already half it content, way down mine,  “ guess you have been asking quite some question” he said, i winces, he doesn't sound like noa, felt like asher had asked same question.

     “ no, maybe’’ trying to hide my skating fingers between the handles of my now sweaty mug. 

    “ Well, yes he was  lost, and I came back with him”, his eyes boggled my mind, as he stared as though he was expecting yet another question but I have none, I needed more, more from what I don’t already know. 

    “ We were both held hostage, and  he saved me, I was a little, as  young boy would be, and that's all you need to know about that” he said, before lifting the mug up his mouth for yet another long gulp, draining the mug of its content completely. 

     “ bonita, you don’t need to stress about anything, forget asher, he would be fine”

   “ but?”

    “ there’s  no but mami, i have been with the lopez for as long i can remember, and they are as complicated as a wall full of snakes, so why bother?” he lean future holding my hands, “ you're not the first assistant to be curious , you won't be the last eiter, so enjoy the moment while it last”

    What does he mean? I am not the only assistant, were they others?. 

    Who am I kidding ? Definitely there would be past worker,hovering around axel and asher, a  sense of jealousy waves over my thought, “ ok, i get’ deflated'. I finally take  a sip from my drink, so much for my curiosity.

     It’s all  a waste anyway.

   “ Bonita,” he said.

   Looking dead glum  at him, he smiles, “ you would be  just fine, asher doesn't hold any grudges, he’s free, and if you are patient enough to know nhim, I bet he would be the best person you have ever worked with” I answer with a nod.

   He held my hands in his pocket, that's not nice, he’s freaky most times and that's in no way how to be given an award for a nice boss.

      “Thanks for your time," I said, ready to leave but instead , he held my hands, “ one more drink?’

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   Another day in the  lopez office, and just as every other weird day , that turns out to be one hell of a crazy day, asher  wasn't here and for the first time, i was looking forward to  seeing him, he hasn't said anything, every since we entered the hospital, i haven't heard from axel either.

      Filing up some documents submitted, my curiosity strides back to yesterday night, as a question I had wanted to ask so badly flashed through my thoughts.

      In the lobby sat the only person who could give an instant answer with a touch of spice.

   

    “ what’s up  mami, you look nice’’ as always she beams  at me, then forks her hair with her hands in a flirty  manner, “ hey american” she replied, she pays  a chair beside her, gesturing i sit close to her, in a jiffy i did.

    'What do you want to ask about?’ she said.

    “ uhm do you know anything about bosses past assistants?”

    Her hands paused halfway on her keyboard, as she smiled questionly at me, “ what about them” hoping her brow,  she smiled mischievously at me, “I  just wanted to know their relationship with the boss.

    she resumes her typing,  “ well the last assistant, didn't stay for long, they never stay for long’’ she said, my mind dropped, i bet they were a curious as i was, and soon i would be leaving, i haven't told jose yet, neither have i told camila, i haven't really told a soul, soon i would be counted as one of lopez assistants,  didn’t ever stayed for long.

   Sadness looms in my mind. Maybe I am not as important. Why should I care?I bet holding hands and being friendly is something he does for all his assistants, right?, “ but I  noticed something, when you arrived” camila said, looking back at me.

    “ What's that?”

      “ oh he's here” she said, almost jumpy

   “ who?”

   Aching my head backward, I see Asher, he hands his hair loose this time, it got longer for sure and I am so damn sure about it, as it bounced on his shoulders, dressed in a nude colored pants and a corresponding black sleeve, a familiar pressure down my thighs aroused as I watch him walk past the elevator.

   Breathtaking 

      He head seats towards my direction and I could literally my a little pause in my heart, “ come to my office”