The colour increased as he cleared his throat. “No, sir.”
“What do you think of my sister? The one who ordered for us?”
Miller concentrated heavily on his movements, but Isaac could see his jaw clenching. “She’s…beautiful.”
“That she is.” He paused, standing upright once more. “Would you like to go on a date with her?”
Miller’s surprised gaze found his as he pushed the cake box over the counter. “What? Really?” At Isaac’s nod, he beamed. “I’d love to.”
Isaac smiled. “Are you free tonight?”
Miller nodded emphatically.
“Alright. Meet her at Romano’s at eight. I’ll make sure she’s there.” He hesitated, narrowing his gaze at Miller. “Don’t mess her around or stand her up. Got it?”
“Yes, sir. No, sir. I’ll be there.”
“Good.” Isaac paid for his treats, nodded and left the café.
As he reached his car, he texted Felicity and told her the news, indicating it was up to Felicity to get Sarah to Romano’s at eight. When she complained, he cited the fact that she got him out of bed on his sleep-in day. She soon acquiesced.
Driving home, Isaac was content. He was happy with how his life was for the most part. He wished for someone to share it with, though.
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Monday morning dawned far too early for Isaac’s liking. Being a night owl made waking up difficult, but every damn morning, he obediently woke at five-thirty to ensure he had time to get a shower and some breakfast before getting on the road. Today, however, he had to leave slightly earlier to collect Henley first. Henley had offered to drive to Isaac’s place, but Isaac had told him not to worry.
By seven, he was outside Henley’s house. He had planned to knock on the door, but Henley came bounding down the path, swinging a backpack onto his shoulder and a lunch bag by his side.
Isaac raised his eyebrows at the exuberant display so early in the morning but didn’t comment.
Flinging open Isaac’s passenger door, Henley dropped heavily into the seat. “Good morning, Isaac.” Henley grinned as he stuffed the two bags into the footwell between his legs.
“Morning.” Isaac’s eyebrows had yet to lower. He could see that Henley was a morning person, and he wasn’t sure if he could handle so much energy at that time of day.
Running his gaze over Henley’s outfit, Isaac decided that he fit the look required for being an executive. He wore grey trousers paired with a matching waistcoat and a light pink shirt. Small earrings in the shape of the infinity symbol dangled from his earlobes. Through the open neck of the shirt, Isaac caught a glimpse of a braided necklace but couldn’t see anymore, and when Henley moved his arms, Isaac heard jangling. With the other visible jewellery, Isaac was led to believe Henley also wore bracelets. All the items were allowed as part of the uniform, so Isaac was pleased with what he saw.
“Are you happy with how I look?”
Isaac flicked his gaze to Henley, noting the eager light in his eyes. “Very much so. You’ll fit in well.”
“Thank you,” Henley uttered. “Are we leaving now?”
Isaac wondered for a moment what Henley meant until he realised they were still parked outside his house. Clearing his throat, Isaac thought quickly. “I’m waiting for you to put your seatbelt on. We need to keep you safe.”
Henley’s eyes closed for the briefest moment, then he twisted to reach the belt and slid it across his body, clicking it into place. When his gaze met Isaac’s once more, Isaac’s breath caught. He wasn’t entirely sure what the look was about, but it was powerful enough that he blinked away from the spell and put the car in gear.
As he drove towards the motorway, Isaac flicked through what he knew about Henley. Mr Sanders hadn’t given Isaac a lot of information to work with, other than Henley was a sociable guy and would do a good job. That was great, but Isaac needed more. He supposed he could go straight to the source as hewassat right next to him.
“What made you decide you wanted to do this job and not stay in customer services?” Isaac asked as he merged onto the dual carriageway, keeping his eyes straight ahead or on his mirrors.
“Well, I’m talkative. Although you probably didn’t know that because I haven’t said much since we’ve been in the car. But that was because I thought you wanted to concentrate on the road. Apart from that, usually, I like talking to other people and getting to know them better. And with this position, it felt like I’d be able to do that every day. Also, I like fashion, so clothes…yeah. I think I can do a good job of it.”
Isaac waited to see if Henley had anything else to add to his dialogue, but when nothing else came, he smiled and said, “You’ll be able to see over the next few weeks what’s involved, but talking to people is a must.”
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Chapter 3