unusual for Josh to take an interest in her activities, and Elena thought carefully before she replied.
“He was around forty I’d say, and good-looking in a dark, lean sort of way, with the casual arrogance you get from knowing how rich and attractive you are and that there are people out there who work for you to make life easier – run your office, clean your house, chauffeur you around in your Porsche, cook you gourmet meals ... You know the sort.”
Josh finished his coffee and rose to put his mug in the sink, shaking his head.
“You missed an opportunity there. You should’ve seduced him, or at least pretended that you couldn't walk and stayed the night.”
“Like he’s going to be blown away by the sight of an over-weight, sweaty woman in old jogging clothes and a dodgy ankle!” Elena laughed.
But later, when she was in the shower, Elena found herself thinking again about Guy Silver, unable to get him out of her mind. It was a long time since she’d allowed herself to be attracted to a man, as she had been hurt in the past. However, she found herself remembering the dark designer stubble on his chin, and she let her fingers slip between her legs as she indulged in a fantasy where his strong, lean hands stroked her, insisting that he wanted to make sure she wasn't injured anywhere else , then carrying her up that wide staircase to his fabulous bedroom ...
“Elena?” Josh shouted from the other room, interrupting her fantasy. “Have you seen my phone charger anywhere? I can’t find it ...”
Chapter Four
On Monday they were all talking about the charity run as they drifted into the office, hanging up their coats and switching on their computers ready or another week of work. Some people were definitely feeling inspired to continue with a jogging routine in order to keep fit, while others complained about aches in muscles they didn't even know they even had .
This was what Elena liked about working at the agency: they were a great bunch of people who worked hard but were always interested in exchanging stories about the weekend and having a laugh together, too.
She thought about the sponsor money she’d have to collect during the next few days. It might not have been a great deal, but at least it would be something to add to the final amount. And she suspected that it had only been the thought of contributing that had kept her going when her ankle was so painful.
For some reason, Elena kept quiet about her incident with Guy Silver, only mentioning that she’d slightly twisted her ankle during the run. She didn't feel as though she wanted to go into any more details – she might arouse too much interest. No, better to keep it to herself …
She also realised that her feelings about him were becoming quite intense and felt she might give this away, too. With the best will in the world, people at work were always trying to fix her up with a date, which she still wasn’t quite ready for, and they would totally pounce on any news of her meeting a new guy.
Luckily there was a new project to be started and for the next few days they were all kept busy, telephoning people from a prepared list of numbers, trying to get them to talk about which washing powder they used, and what they thought about it. Most people thought they were trying to sell something over the phone and were unwilling to talk without persuasion. Any results were entered onto the computers and then the statistics were completed for the client.
It wasn’t particularly interesting or specialised work, but the office was warm, Yvonne bought everyone doughnuts at coffee break, and Maggie kept them enthralled with the news of her latest steamy romance with a weight lifter from Camden …
§
Elena was a little late for work on Thursday. The bus had been held up in heavier than usual traffic, and she arrived at the office flustered. She usually liked to be in early and slide slowly into the working day.
She
“He was around forty I’d say, and good-looking in a dark, lean sort of way, with the casual arrogance you get from knowing how rich and attractive you are and that there are people out there who work for you to make life easier – run your office, clean your house, chauffeur you around in your Porsche, cook you gourmet meals ... You know the sort.”
Josh finished his coffee and rose to put his mug in the sink, shaking his head.
“You missed an opportunity there. You should’ve seduced him, or at least pretended that you couldn't walk and stayed the night.”
“Like he’s going to be blown away by the sight of an over-weight, sweaty woman in old jogging clothes and a dodgy ankle!” Elena laughed.
But later, when she was in the shower, Elena found herself thinking again about Guy Silver, unable to get him out of her mind. It was a long time since she’d allowed herself to be attracted to a man, as she had been hurt in the past. However, she found herself remembering the dark designer stubble on his chin, and she let her fingers slip between her legs as she indulged in a fantasy where his strong, lean hands stroked her, insisting that he wanted to make sure she wasn't injured anywhere else , then carrying her up that wide staircase to his fabulous bedroom ...
“Elena?” Josh shouted from the other room, interrupting her fantasy. “Have you seen my phone charger anywhere? I can’t find it ...”
Chapter Four
On Monday they were all talking about the charity run as they drifted into the office, hanging up their coats and switching on their computers ready or another week of work. Some people were definitely feeling inspired to continue with a jogging routine in order to keep fit, while others complained about aches in muscles they didn't even know they even had .
This was what Elena liked about working at the agency: they were a great bunch of people who worked hard but were always interested in exchanging stories about the weekend and having a laugh together, too.
She thought about the sponsor money she’d have to collect during the next few days. It might not have been a great deal, but at least it would be something to add to the final amount. And she suspected that it had only been the thought of contributing that had kept her going when her ankle was so painful.
For some reason, Elena kept quiet about her incident with Guy Silver, only mentioning that she’d slightly twisted her ankle during the run. She didn't feel as though she wanted to go into any more details – she might arouse too much interest. No, better to keep it to herself …
She also realised that her feelings about him were becoming quite intense and felt she might give this away, too. With the best will in the world, people at work were always trying to fix her up with a date, which she still wasn’t quite ready for, and they would totally pounce on any news of her meeting a new guy.
Luckily there was a new project to be started and for the next few days they were all kept busy, telephoning people from a prepared list of numbers, trying to get them to talk about which washing powder they used, and what they thought about it. Most people thought they were trying to sell something over the phone and were unwilling to talk without persuasion. Any results were entered onto the computers and then the statistics were completed for the client.
It wasn’t particularly interesting or specialised work, but the office was warm, Yvonne bought everyone doughnuts at coffee break, and Maggie kept them enthralled with the news of her latest steamy romance with a weight lifter from Camden …
§
Elena was a little late for work on Thursday. The bus had been held up in heavier than usual traffic, and she arrived at the office flustered. She usually liked to be in early and slide slowly into the working day.
She
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