Page 9 of Seducing a Sagittarius
He smirked lightly. “Get home safe, Ms. Grant. Shoot me a text to let me know you’ve made it safely.”
I wouldn’t text him that. This chemistry I felt brewing between us wasn’t good. Doing things like texting him to make sure I made it home safely wasn’t professional.
Keep it professional, Lay.
“Mr. West.”
“’Sup?”
“I’ll see you in the morning. Pinky promise.”
He chuckled again, then turned to head toward the parking garage without a reply, while I headed out of the front entrance to my awaiting Uber. I had no idea my day would end like this, but all I knew was that I needed to stay focused and not allow myself to fall for the beautiful, seductive Sagittarius.
Morning had come quickly as I got up, took care of my hygiene, and got dressed for the day. Since it was going to be eighty degrees, I wore a white sleeveless blouse, knee-length white mermaid skirt, with my gold Blahnik pumps that my dad bought me for my graduation. I slicked my hair back into a low bun this time and gave myself a light beat since I didn’t want my face to melt in this weather.
I never splurged on designer wear. My main focus had always been school and working odd jobs to pay off those stupid loans, so I never had it to splurge after leaving Vic with the friendly dick. I’d never dare ask my parents for anything, even though I knew they would do it for me in a heartbeat. They had always taken care of me up until I graduated high school. After year two in college, I told them that I wanted to take out a loan and pay for my last two years on my own. Of course, they were against it, but I wanted to be the one to take care of them now. To show them my appreciation by doing it alone.
Giving myself a onceover in my full-length mirror, I grabbed my satchel, making sure everything I needed was inside, then left my room. On the way out, I bumped into my dad, Sergio.
“Good morning, baby girl. You look beautiful as always.”
I smiled and pecked his cheek. “Morning, Daddy. What are you doing up so early?”
“I have been demanded to go fix the kitchen sink before sunrise. I’m already an hour behind schedule. Prayerfully, she won’t kill me before the sun comes up.” We laughed.
“Well, we both know how Mom is, so I won’t hold you up. I’ll see you guys later. Love you!”
“Wait. You’re not going to eat?”
“I’ll grab something on the way.”
“You came in a little late last night. How’d the interview go?”
“I got the job.” I smiled.
“That’s dope. I guess they really needed you, huh?”
“Yes . . . And they need me now, so I have to go. I’ll tell you all about it this weekend since I’ll be on call.”
“Okay. Have a good day, baby.”
“Will do!” I replied, leaving out of the house. My parents were both retirees and had been traveling and adding on to their home. I had no idea why they were adding on to the house when our family wasn’t all that big. I was almost sure they were doing it in hopes that I’d give them grandchildren. With the way these men were set up, they wouldn’t get any, any time soon.
I got inside of the Uber and directed him to the Starbucks directly across from where I worked. Since this would be my first official full day, I decided to bring coffees for the team that I met yesterday as well. After getting eight coffees, five with a side of cream and sugar, I made my trek across the street into the large building. As the elevator doors opened, people filed out while I waited to get on. When the last person stepped off, I heard “Whoa!” come from someone with a deep tenor. I looked up tosee a very handsome chocolate man with locs in barrel braids, taking my hand. “You’re stunning.”
“Thank you, but I also have to go,” I told him, catching the elevator before it closed. He stepped on with me, and I inwardly rolled my eyes. I didn’t have time to chat or flirt. Avery would be in his office in fifteen minutes, so I needed to make sure I had everything in place for the start of his day.
“Twelfth floor . . . You must be the new assistant?” he inquired, smiling at me.
Goodness gracious, he’s fine.
“I am. Layne Grant. Mr. West’s new assistant.”
“Denver West . . . Avery’s cousin.”
“Oh. Nice to meet you,” I said, offering him my free hand. He took it and planted a soft kiss on the back of it. I quickly pulled my hand away and cleared my throat.
Were all the men in his family fine? Geesh!
