Are You Working Now Novels & Stories

or maybe, until now. "Are you okay here?" I asked languidly. He frowned slightly at the question. I cleared my throat. "I mean, I know you're a busy person. Isn't your work being delayed?" "I can work even I'm here. Don't worry about that. " I nodded slowly. We quietly continued eating.

I said to her. “What? It’s true I’m feeling better but I still need some days to rest and I was told not to do any strenuous activities these days,” she said, looking surprised. “To me, you are okay, so I need you back in the kitchen now,” I said, my focus back on readiness, sliding into my shoes with an urgency driven by the ticking clock. “Can I at least start tomorrow?” She asked. I turned to look at her and then shook my head. “I want you back in the kitchen starting from today,” I said.

"No, no, no." "What?" "Work. I have work." I'm already stumbling toward the closet, headache thudding with every step, digging through last night's bag until my phone surfaces with four missed calls and a wall of texts from my manager glowing across the screen. Where are you? Shift started twenty minutes ago. Second time this month.

“That doesn’t mean I’m not working.” “Okay then,” Tommy said, voice all sharp edges, “so where exactly are you working right now?” I pressed the phone tighter to my ear. “Tommy, I can’t have you showing up like this when I’m with a client. I’m actively working on a campaign.” He chuckled, but it wasn’t amused. “Come on, Beth. I’m not gonna show up. What kind of man do you think I am?” The kind that does exactly this, I thought.

"Are you at home?" I curiously asked Patrizia. She didn't answer right away, so my brow furrowed even more. "Fleur, I'm not at home. I'm at work now." Patrizia's words raised my eyebrows because, as far as I know, there is no new work right now, especially since we finished all the projects before I left. "Are you at work? Then I will call you later. But wait, what kind of job is that? I didn't leave any work before I left."

I loved it when he commented me over the phone yesterday. “He hasn’t asked me to do anything and it’s already the middle of the afternoon,” I told Bobby who is still consistently checking on me. “He hasn’t talked to me too. Maybe there’s no work to be done yet,” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well, everything is in full stop these days because of the pandemic. Our company isn’t an exception,” he said. “We could lose our job?” I asked. “Oh, don’t think of that. I’m sorry I made you panic. We're not closing but we are definitely slowing down,” he said.

Sidney: But I do. Somehow, typing the truth outside her own mind made it feel more honest. Allison: What are you doing now? Sidney: Back at home after the police station. Blocking all my online boyfriends. My work is closed for now, and my boss is freaking out. I don’t know if I’ll even have a job when they reopen. Allison: Pretty sure they can’t fire you. Blocking all your boyfriends? Sidney smiled in gentle relief at the subject shift.

"I didn't catch you at a bad time, did I?" I shook my head and tried to act like I was busy. "What's up?" "You're not going to work today?" He sat on the chair across from mine, eyebrows raised, his surprise too obvious. "I'm taking Zeph out today," I responded, only sparing him a look as I pretended to be concentrating on my computer. "You? What are you still doing at home?" This time, it was my turn to raise a brow.

She watched my face, then added, after a beat: “Wednesday if the schedule holds.” My chest seized. I adjusted my tie. "And where will you be?" Lucy asked. "Still here? Still waiting for her to change her mind?" "I'm not waiting for anything. I'm working. That's what I do. That's what keeps this company running while everyone else is busy speculating about my personal life." "Then what are you doing?" I looked at her. She wasn't backing down. Wasn't giving me an inch.

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