41 Since The Beginning (2/2)

”About?”

”Being your assistant.” He jolted.

”You are considering my offer?” I nodded. ”Thank you, Evie. I couldn't ask for anything else.” We went back to silence.

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I wrote my resignation letter that evening. I sat down with my laptop and looked through pages for sample resignation letters before coming to the conclusion that it was necessary to say that I had received a better opportunity that suited my expected pay and field of work. My boss was not happy with me, but she took my two-week notice and wished me luck. She didn't ask me what my new job was, she said that I had the potential to do something greater than help people roam the cities. And for the first time in forever, I accepted it as a compliment and not as someone telling me that I was underachieving.

As I sat down on the bus to come home, I realized what a lovely day it was. The sun was out, and though there was a slight chill in the air, the box filled with my belongings provided heat to my body. I had little in the office, to begin with, and when I cleaned it out, it all fit into a small brown box. Looking at the cubicle I sat in, I felt no nostalgia.

When I got down from the bus and walked into the complex, I saw Sebastian walking towards me. He looked perplexed by the box in my hands and tried to sort out his thoughts.

”Did you buy things for your apartment?” he asked. I shook my head, not wanting to give away the secret so soon.

”Oh.” He didn't want to probe, I assumed. I found myself doing something I had never imagined I would do.

”Do you mind if I come over and cook dinner at your place? My treat.” He blinked, confused.

”Sure, what ingredients do you need?” I shook my head in refusal.

”I will text you all the details and buy the groceries myself. I have news that you will want to celebrate.”

”Okay.” He didn't look bothered by it. He typed something out on his cell-phone and went away. I shrugged at his obvious dismissal and wondered if it was a good idea to break the news to him so suddenly. Shouldn't I have told him back then and let the matter go?

But there was not much time left for me to mull over it.

As I cooked the meal, Sebastian came over to the kitchen and placed something on the kitchen table.

”Your contract. Sign it whenever you want.” He gave me a sly smile before going back to his study.

”When did you figure it out?” I shouted from behind him. He stopped, looked over his shoulder and winked.

He winked!

”Since the beginning. You speak in circles when you want to hide something.” With that, he pushed his hands into his pockets and trotted away.

I was amused and amazed at the same time.

There was no escaping the eyes of Sebastian Butler.

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