Cold Feet
Chapter 23
RICK
I’m working late again and feeling guilty. It’s the nature of my job but I feel as if I’m neglecting Christine. I decide to call it a night and make a mental note to recruit another paralegal to help with the workload.
There’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow. I decide to surprise Christine but I need to know where she is. She also works late hours being a successful as she is. She might still be working too. I give her a call and she answers quickly.
“Hey honey. Where are you?”
“I’m still in the office,” she says. “What about you?”
“Same. Another late night. Are you still going to be long?”
“Maybe another hour and a half at least.”
“Okay, I’ll see you at your place later?” I say.
“Sure. You’ve got a key. I’ll see you there.”
We end the call and I pack up immediately. I call my favorite Chinese take away restaurant and order to go. I lock the office and head for Christine’s office. I stop by the Chinese restaurant on the way, pick up dinner and make it to Christine’s office all in thirty minutes.
Her office is in an old converted warehouse with three floors. She’s leased the top floor and converted it into everything a wedding planner needs. Clients have practiced their ceremonies here, she stocks dresses, stationery, just about everything you can think of. The showroom is state of the art.
Her office is elevated above the showroom floor so she can see the whole floor at any given stage. Except the exit to the lift that is. It’s perfect for me to surprise her.
I greet Waldo the guard. He’s in his forties and overweight. He’s got an easy job and sees little action. I doubt he could chase a dog or a cat never mind a burglar. He’s nice though and I like him. He always makes me smile with his friendly attitude and smile.
I tell him I want to surprise Christine and ask him not to buzz her. He smiles and agrees to play along. I hand him the takeaway meal I bought for him and his face lights up even more. I probably shouldn’t be giving him any more unhealthy food judging by his weight but it’s not something I do every day.
in the elevator and press the button for the third floor. The elevator hums upward noisily. Aside from having the elevator’s exit hidden from view on the third floor, the noise of it’s motor gives away any arrival. I can only hope that Christine is listening to music in her
can. Outside the elevator I wait out of sight, listening for Christine. There’s no sound and after a few moments I leave my cover at the elevator lobby and enter the showroom. Minimal lights are on since it’s after office hours and the mannequins dressed in wedding gowns cast shadows across the room. I dart from shadow to shadow feeling like a secret agent as I approach
as slowly as possible and then yank the door open.
“Surprise!” I say.
desk and a scream escapes her lips as he looks at me.
I reply laughing. “I just wanted to surprise you.” I enter her office and place the dinner on her desk as I
kisses me quickly. “Dinner?
did but I think it’s a bit
table over there,” Christine says pointing. Since I’m standing I don’t mind getting them. I get forks and chopsticks as well and I share the food into the plates
says. “I’m starving!” She wolfs her food down hungrily as I watch her.
knowledge I didn’t know before, or something new she does for me. It’s almost as if she knows exactly how to keep me on my toes. Perhaps she doesn’t just do it with me. Perhaps she does it with her clients. Perhaps its what draws them
at brushes a strand of blond
asks around a mouthful of
just thinking how amazing you
honey,” she says. “You’re amazing for bringing this dinner and surprising me.
bought him some Chinese
corrupt,” she
you think that’s corrupt, you should see what you’re doing to me
looking at her outfit. “It’s not sexy
idea. Let me take you home after dinner and I’ll show you what it’s doing to
have a better idea,” Christine says. “But first I need your
“What’s that?”
chair and stands. She crosses to the window of the office and looks out over the showroom. She beckons to me and I get up and stand next
those beds look the
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