The Office Blind Date Novels & Stories

If pretending to be Zack Thompson's girlfriend could pay my bills, then I was more than ready to play the role. After all, it was just acting. What could go wrong? --- The next morning, I walked into the office with a cup of coffee in one hand and my handbag hanging from my shoulder. I was still yawning when I noticed someone standing near the reception area. I almost choked on my coffee. Claire. She was dressed in a tight, revealing outfit that looked more appropriate for a nightclub than an office. Her skirt barely reached her thighs, and the neckline of her blouse was low enough to make me wonder if she had forgotten where she was going.

She shrugged, not even bothering to act concerned. I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my temple. “A CEO? How old is he? What’s his name?” “Who knows?” Riley looked genuinely unconcerned, waving it off. “Maybe I knew his name at one point, but after the tenth guy, you stop keeping track. But don’t worry—he’ll know about me!” Wonderful. So this is a literal blind date, I thought, heart pounding. “Perfect! Just remember: you’re supposed to be over the top. Radiate all that ‘hot mess’ energy. Make him wish he never set foot in this restaurant.”

My muscles are tensed in a good way and just like eating spicy food, my body just forgot about the coldness of the water. After twenty minutes under the shower, I finally stepped out of the bathroom and then I found myself reading a text message from my boss at Fidelitea saying that one of the crew called in for a sick leave. He’s basically asking me to fill in and I obviously said no just because I want to enjoy my day off. A second message came in and it was from Daniel and he was actually being serious about the whole blind date thing. What the actual fuck!

she rejected his request firmly. She didn't want to have any love relationship inside the company. Let alone when it was with her boss. Even if it was just a fake one, it would be troublesome for her. "I haven't finished explaining..." he muttered in annoyance and give her a glare. Seeing his sharp eyes, Kathleen looked down immediately. She grabbed a bread and ate it slowly, waiting for him to continue speaking. "This coming Friday, I have a blind date with a woman at night," he halted for a moment before continuing, "Help me ruin it."

"Out of all places,why would he choose Johnson's restaurant?" "There's a second angle there, you didn't know?" "What angle?" "Behind the restaurant is another restaurant for people on dates. It's popular on social media these days." "Whatever, I'm leaving." She drove to Steak House and walked directly to Johnson's office. She knocked before going in. "How may I help you?" Johnson said with a smile. "Seriously?" He wrinkled his face in disbelief. "Tess? Is that you?" "Yeah, I'm here for a blind date. I heard you had a second angle?"

she asked with a mouthful of cake. “Nothing, it was just…nothing. It was nothing.” “Did that bitch try something funny again?” she asked. I laughed. I wish she was there. She'd have done more than I have. Bryan didn't call me for the rest of the day which made me wonder what was going on in the office. Linda left, she said she had a blind date to attend to once it was four o'clock. Blind dates…I've never even gone on a date before. It's been hours and neither of the three people Inside came out. I couldn't concentrate on the story I was writing so I decided to work on my characters.

She went to the reception and asked about a reservation which was under her name. She went in following the floor manager and sat at the reserved table. She was looking around and taking in her surroundings which she liked very much. She looked like she was in a trance and turned around when she heard a throat being cleared. It was her blind date for the night. She knew the man was her massage client Mr. Dominic who was the owner of a multi-billionaire company. He cleared his throat and said, "Isabella, you look gorgeous" in a deep sultry voice.

"Is something wrong?" "No, nothing special, I've just been very busy". "Working, I suppose" A sigh was heard from Emma. "How has he behaved with you, Emma? Has he been stupid?" A silence fell, Emma stared into absolute nothingness, her serious face wondering whether to tell her friend that her boss, the one she loathed so much, had invited her to a dinner party. "Emma? Are you still there?" "He asked me to go to a date with him". "What?" Emma didn't answer, the words had run out of her unexpectedly tremulous lips on their own. "Emma, what? Who asked you out?"

During the company dinner, only two seats are left. One seat is in the corner, and the other is right next to Lana Sheffield, my secret girlfriend of three years. I barely take a step forward before she calls out my friend's name instead. "Jasper, come sit over here." Our coworkers erupt into squeals, and the group chat goes wild. "He's hot, and she's gorgeous! They look amazing just sitting next to each other!" "Ms. Sheffield has never asked anyone to sit with her before!" "I'm telling you, she treats Jasper differently. I don't care—this ship is real!" Throughout the entire dinner, Lana doesn't spare me a single glance, all to avoid raising suspicion. A server even burns me while se

Perhaps she might one day meet someone on a blind date whom she truly liked who also liked her too. As dusk fell, Lisa went to the square in the city center at the agreed time where she met her blind date for the evening–Gale Porter. He was said to be a department head of a large company, and as soon as Lisa caught sight of him, she could not help but gasp silently. It seemed that the man her mother had set her up on a date with this time was slightly… out of her league.