A/N
This is my first story and I know there will surely be some errors. I hope you like it, but more importantly, I hope you will give me your feedback so that I may improve in future attempts.
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My name is Angel, I'm 26, about 5'6". I have a slim athletic figure with auburn hair that reaches down to my waist and my eyes, although they are normally hazel, change from anywhere between dark brown to a light blue depending on my mood.
I am a Controller at my job, which brings me to where I am now. I just walked into my office at 7:30 am, silently cursing that my vacation was cut short, before it even began, because an arrogant Superintendent took it upon himself to blatantly disregard not only company policy, but also the law. I groaned as I sat down at my desk and started making calls to the electricians and technicians who called me to voice their outrage that the idiot told him that they had to work overtime without pay this week to catch up for work that they missed last week because of the hurricane that hit the area where their current job site was.
Really, who does he think he is, I don't know how many times I have had to tell him to record the hours worked, but he wants his damn bonus and thinks that this is the best way to get it. Well, the jokes on him, I'm working with the payroll clerk right now to get the guys paid what they are owed and I called my boss on my way in to let him know just how serious the situation is. Right about now the ass should be getting escorted off the premises. I smile, serves him right, he's lucky it isn't worse. Of course he will be losing all of his benefits and he is sadly mistaken if he thinks he will be getting a severance package or any unemployment out of this.
Chase came down the hall smiling. I wonder, what does he think is so funny? He steps in my office and leans against the wall staring at me with that stupid grin of his. Narrowing my eyes and gritting my teeth, I ask "What do you want?"
He just shrugs and sits down on the chair opposite of me and starts playing with my stapler. I cross my arms, making my perky breasts stand even higher in my white cotton blouse. He looks up at me with a hint of amusement in his eyes and says, "You just couldn't stay away from us, just admit it, you love us. " I rolled my eyes at his comment and throw my hands up in frustration.
Chase laughed, and then frowned when he noticed how frustrated I really was. "I'm sorry you were drug back in here, I know how much you were looking forward to that cruise with your friends." Chase is a sweet guy, just like the rest of the guys around here; he is one of the Project Managers in the office that at least tries to work to make my job easier by actually doing his. He and a few of the other guys tease me all the time, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I really do love them, even if they are stupid sometimes; I know they do it because they really do care. The guys hate it when they say something that hits a nerve when all they are trying to do is get me to lighten up and stop stressing.
I don't want him feeling bad, so I give him a small smile and say "Ya, you caught me, I couldn't stay away from your hotness." He grins and comes around and sits on the couch next to me, where I am currently working on my laptop. He puts his arm around me and gives me a side hug. I slouch into his side and release a sigh of frustration. He gives me a little squeeze and tells me how sorry he really is. I look up to him and say "Thanks, I don't know how I would survive if it weren't for you and the rest of the guys." He just leans down and kisses my forehead softly. This catches me off guard, as I stiffen slightly from the contact and I feel the heat rise in my core. I don't know if he noticed but he just moves to rest his chin on the top of my head for a moment before leaning back to look me in the eyes. His eyes seem to darken for just a second and he shifts slightly.
All too soon, he looks away and moves to stand while saying "I'm going to get something to drink. Can I get you something?"
I smile and ask "Tea please?" before looking back to my screen.
He came back in a few minutes later with my tea, extra sweet, and hands me a cinnamon roll that I take gratefully. He pauses as he is about to walk out the door and turns around. He takes a couple of steps toward me, looking like he is thinking something over. I raise my eyebrow and ask "What is it?" He opens his mouth then closes it, still thinking over whether he should ask or not. I roll my eyes again and smile, "Out with it mister."
He smiles and looks down for a second before looking back up to say "I was just thinking, I was going to go camping this weekend, you know do some hiking, fishing, or swimming." I nod, waiting for him to continue. "I was wondering, since you missed the boat and all, maybe you would like to come with me. You know, so you can at least still get away for a bit, salvage some of your vacation."
He seemed hopeful, like he really wanted me to go. I wanted to, but I didn't want to intrude, so I asked "Who all is going? I don't want to crash your fun".
He smiled and said, "Actually, a friend of mine from college was supposed to go with me, but he had to back out so I was either going to cancel or have to go alone... I was really looking forward to it, but it stinks going alone."
I thought it over for a moment and then smiled, this could be fun. "Sure, I would love to go!"
His grin grew impossibly wide, all the way to his eyes. "Great! I actually had everything packed to leave after work when he called to cancel. How about you go pack once you get done straightening this stuff out today and I'll pick you up at your house after I get off?"
I grinned back; he is acting like a little kid that was just handed the coolest toy in the world. I nodded and replied, "That sounds perfect Chase, thanks for this. You are amazing!" Before he left me to my work, I noticed his cheeks took on a pink tint and I thought 'oh my, he is actually blushing, that is adorable'.
I sorted out the problem right before lunch and I was about to head out when Kevin and Lance, a couple of the Engineers, asked if I wanted to go to lunch with them, Chase and Brad, another Project Manager.
I said "Sure" and grabbed my keys and purse we left my office and Chase and Brad came up to meet us while I turned off my light and locked the door.
We had so much fun laughing and joking at lunch, the guys really brightened my mood. When the waitress took our orders she openly flirted with all the guys, she gave me a dirty glare when I stifled a laugh and rolled my eyes at the amusing sight.
As soon as she left the guys burst out laughing. Mid chuckle, Kevin said "Wow Angel, I think that chic is jealous of you for getting to be with four hot guys."
I slapped him on the arm and said "You aren't that hot, besides, you are the lucky ones who have been graced with the presence of my complete awesomeness."
Lance nearly choked on his water while Brad nearly started crying when he saw Kevin's pouty face. Chase laughed and stared at me while shaking his head before saying "Damn right we're the lucky ones, you are gorgeous." His eyes widened a second before his cheeks flamed red and he looked down, I guess he didn't mean to say that out loud. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks and prayed no one noticed.
The rest of the guys calmed down before Lance cleared his throat, "So, did you get the issue with Ron's team straightened out Angel?"
I shook my head clearing my thoughts of Chase's words and the reaction he stirred in me, "Ummm... y-yeah, we did an unscheduled payroll for the guys, he wasn't happy about being fired and they actually called the cops when he hit one of the guards who was escorting him from the premises. Terry should be there in the morning to take over his position." The guys all nodded and we continued on with light conversation through the rest of lunch.
When we got back the office, Chase looked at me nervously and started running his hand over the back of his neck. I couldn't help but think about running my fingers through his short black hair and caressing his neck and broad shoulders. He cleared his throat, effectively startling me out of my increasingly inappropriate thoughts, and asked "So, do you still want me to pick you up after work?"
I stared at him a little confused about why he would ask, was he uncomfortable after what happened at lunch? Maybe it was the way I was staring at him, why am I thinking of my friend like this now? I tried to sound confident, hoping my voice didn't give away my previous lusty thoughts, "Why, are you having second thoughts?"