Who are You

It was a week later and Cathy is doing some errands as usual. Her mother got ill, and she has been thinking about going full time with her job in the hotel. It was an unexpected event in the day when Andrew approached her. "Hi Catherine," "Hi, good morning, Andrew," she replied with a smile. "You have a visitor, he is waiting for you in the lobby." Cathy got confused since she wasn't expecting anybody, "Who is it? I'll drop by after work." She is known to be responsible, finishing her job before she goes off work, but Andrew insisted. "You can't, I mean, it's urgent. Can't wait." He noticed her confusion, and gave her a pat on the shoulder. "It's fine. Jeff will handle it." Jeff, the assistant supervisor for housekeeping is a kind man. He is around his 40s, and at his age he usually sees the young employees as his kids. Cathy drops the mop and goes to the headquarters to neat up, and went to the lobby with Andrew. There is a man, who was standing across the elevator, facing the north. "Sir," Andrew called him up. "She's here." The man turned around, and it was Jon. With his sapphire blue eyes and grey hair, he is wearing a plain white shirt, and a black suit on top of it, and faded blue jeans and white sneakers. "I'll leave you two," Andrew winked at her. "Hi," Jon said and walked towards her. "Hi sir," she bit her lower lip, "I mean, Jon. What brings you here?" Jon is holding an envelope, asked her to sit on one of the wooden chairs in the lobby. "Let's talk." He pulled out one chair for her, and as she was seated, he sat on one on the opposite side of the table. "Here," he handed over a black folder to her which contains documents. "I'd like to invite you to an event." It was a contract, consisting of four pages. "Wow," she looked at him with amusement. "You are hosting this?" "Well yeah," he smiled at her. "Keep on reading." Cathy looked down again, at the pages, and continued to read, as Jon continued to study her face. He looked at her beautiful eyes, and must admit that she looks beautiful without makeup. "I cannot believe I allowed you to stay in my place without anything in return." he says in his mind as he kept on looking at her. Her brows, her long eyelashes, the pointed nose and small eyes. He looks at her lips and bites his lower lip as if he wanted to kiss her. "I'm done." she said with a smile and looked at him. "Listen," he leans toward her. "I want you to help out in preparation of the opening of the club." Her eyebrows narrowed a bit in confusion. "I can't." she looks disappointed, "Apart from my housekeeping job here, I also work as a tutor." With his right hand, he extends his arm across the table and holds her left. "I know," he smiles, looking straight at her eyes. "You won't be required to work full time on weekdays." "Uhm, I am at home during weekends, with family." He can sense that she wants to reject the offer. Jon leaned back and replied, "You will be working four hours a day, but you'll get paid as if you've worked full-time." Cathy's eyes widened with surprise. "Are you serious?" He smiled and said, "Yes, that is to make sure that your talent will be well compensated." He fixed his eyes on hers this time, "No need to sign it now, the event will take place in six months. You have two weeks to think it over. The opening of the club will happen right after a fashion launch." Cathy tries to return the files, "It's yours," Jon said with a smile. He ordered coffee for both of them, and chatted for a short while. "So, how's work going?" He was trying to start a friendly conversation." Cathy smiled at him, "Nothing different," she started to look around. "I'm just wondering," he was sipping coffee, "how did you ask them to take me off work? Ordinary clients can't do that." She was looking straight at him." He coughed and put the cup down. "Who are you, really?" He was trying to think of a reply, "I don't want her to find out" he thought to himself. "You own the top floor of a luxurious residential tower and you come here frequently. I've seen you many times dropping by." Jon manages to smile as he organizes his thoughts. "I used to work here. I am a marketing manager and I organize events like the one I invited you to." Cathy raised her left eyebrow a bit as if she is doubtful of his statement. "Catie," he leans toward her, his face getting closer to hers. "I was one of the organizers of the opening ceremony of this hotel." "That was when I first saw you?" she almost believed him. "Yes,.." "Catherine!" A young man was rushing towards them, he is in his early twenties, blonde and tall, at around six feet four inches. "Hey," Cathy turned and said to him. "This is," she wanted to introduce the two men to each other. "Vivian is calling," Alex quickly said to her, and there is a sense of urgency in his voice. "Oh, I need to go." she said to Jon as she got up from her seat. "I'm sorry," she added. "It's all right," he smiled at them, "I'll go, and you take care of Catie for me, okay?" he spoke to Alex. "My pleasure, sir." he politely replied to him. The two went on their way as Jon was left alone, looking at Cathy until she was out of sight.