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“I’m glad I saw you actually,” Benji said, slinging an arm over my shoulder. “It gives me an excuse to come to your desk and schedule this appointment my brother keeps harping on about.”I wasn’t sure how I felt about his arm over my shoulder, but he didn’t leave it there for long. “Instead of emailing me to do it like he suggested?”“Emailing is so impersonal, Rae-Rae. I’m a sales person. My life is talking to people, chatting them up, getting a feel for how they like to be treated. I can’t do that in an email,” he looked disgusted by the mere concept.“But you’re not looking to chat me up or get a feel for how I like to be treated… You’re scheduling an appointment.”He snickered. “Don’t be so obtuse, darling. It doesn’t suit you.”“How dare you,” I retorted, though there wasn’t much heat behind it. “I’m like, the least obtuse person ever.”“Sure thing. We’re all a bit obtuse. Some of us more than others.”I sank behind my desk and switched the monitor back on. “Right, Benji, when is
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When I arrived back at my desk, Caleb reappeared.I ignored the jitter my body gave at the sight of him. “Can I help with something, Mr Wolfe?”He gave me a long look, up and down. I was wearing a brown check strapless midi dress over a white collared shirt with a slim brown belt. I decided to sit down before he answered me, if only so I could cross my legs for the way that look made me feel. “Yes,” he finally said. “I thought it might be useful for you to know that I usually enjoy a coffee when I get in.”“I see.” I wrote myself a note. “Would you like me to get one for you now?”“Yes, please.”“Anything else?”“That’s all for now.” With that, he disappeared.I sighed and hid my face in my hands. This was going to be a long day.***Caleb didn’t have a lunch meeting today but he did have an hour blocked off from 12:30pm. One could only assume that was an acceptable time for me to take my lunch too.He appeared five minutes before, shrugging into a waterproof Barbour jacket. “Can you
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The weather this morning was fucking awful. Day 2 of my first week with a real job and it was storming. I couldn’t walk to the DLR station in this rain. I’d be drowning by the time I got to the office.Because the weather was so bad I’d had to skip my morning run and take Emmy up on her offer to use a guest pass from her gym membership. Using gym equipment was fine—I was a treadmill or nothing kind of girl. What wasn’t fine was the amount of men trying to teach me how to use it. I was one patronising comment away from breaking someone’s nose.Ordering a taxi proved to be useless. The wait time was ridiculous and the fares even more so. I wasn’t paying £80 for a 30 minute (if that) drive. Even getting a taxi to the station was extortionate.I shoved my work shoes in my handbag and found my sensible boots, hauled my raincoat on, and braved the downpour to Deptford Bridge station. It was chaos on the train, but thankfully I didn’t have to change to get off at Canary Wharf.I sped walked
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Caleb found his brother rummaging through his fridge when he emerged from the bathroom in only a towel.“What are you doing?”Benji’s gaze found him around the fridge door. He swallowed whatever he was munching on. “Ran out of food at home. Thought I’d come steal some of yours instead.”“Great,” Caleb grumbled. He stalked into his bedroom and found some sweats to change into. “What, exactly,” he began as he yanked a T-shirt over his head, “am I paying you for if you’re just going to sponge off me anyway?”“I do not sponge off you,” Benji retorted, still eating. “And you pay me for my exceptional sales skills.”“Which roughly translates to ‘talking out of your arse.’” Benji gasped. “How dare you. I bring in exceptional business.”“Probably because people want you to leave them alone. Like me, right now. I want you to leave me alone.” Caleb shoved his brother away from the fridge and started collecting things to make his dinner with.“Woah, woah, woah. Who pissed in your cornflakes?”“
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Watching my brother’s overgrown form poking around our modest flat was comical. He studied my bedroom like it was an organism under a microscope.“Any issues with the place?” he asked, and I knew if I said yes he’d be knocking on the landlord’s door and making threats.But there wasn’t. “No, it’s great.”“Glad to hear it. But you’ll let me know if there is, yeah?”I rolled my eyes. “No, I won’t. We’ll fix it ourselves.”Kelvin narrowed his gaze, but knew it would be fruitless fighting me on it. I was stubborn. He knew it, I knew it. “Well I’m always here for you whether you want me or not.”“I know.”He sighed, but then pasted on that goofy smile. “Anyway, I bought you something,” he said, and thrust the little box at me.I took it with a bemused smile, and tugged the lid off. Inside was a candle in a jar. When I pulled it from the box, I saw the label. Peppermint.“To keep the spiders away,” Kelvin advised with a wink.Back home, I’d douse my room in peppermint oil to ward off the ei
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Emmy came home just before I pulled the bread out of the oven. “Whatever you’re cooking, I’m here for it!”I smiled to myself. While cooking was something I’d learned to do growing up with my mother to become the perfect housewife for some old man one day, I actually rather enjoyed it. There was a catharsis to chopping, kneading, and stirring that set my mind at ease for an hour a day. It was also just a valuable life skill.“So…” Emmy slid up beside me, eyes on the food. “How’d your first day go?”“Fine. Something really weird happened, though.” I needed to tell someone, and I couldn’t think of anyone better than my best friend.“What? Was someone mean to you?”I laughed. “No, Em. But you know I slept with a guy on Friday night?”“Yeah… Wait! Does he work there?”“Yeah. He’s the fucking CEO. My boss.”“WHAT?!” Emmy screamed, taking a step back with a wide eyed expression. “How? Did you know?”“Of course I didn’t fucking know,” I snapped.“Shit, sorry.” She put a hand to her mouth. “T
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