Just One Night. Part 1

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Author: Elle Casey
Tags: Fiction, Humorous, Romance, Contemporary, Sagas, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Women
of her chest. “Thank you, Mr. Stratford. Thank you so much!”
    “For what?” I mumble as I read the latest email from a very important client.
    “For not firing me. For being a good sport. For … everything.”
    I ignore her, too busy responding to a mini crisis to worry about assuaging her nerves. She has the weekend to figure it all out and I’m too busy to coddle anyone.
    Once I’m finished assuring my investor that all is going according to plan, I stand, take my jacket from the hanger behind the door, and leave my inner sanctum. Heads around the office turn to watch me leave as I stride down the path through the cubicles, and several people look at their wristwatches.
    I smile to myself, deciding then and there that keeping the employees on their toes should include varying from my schedule from time to time. I don’t want to become too predictable, now do I? Success is a very powerful drug, I’m finding. Everything is going according to plan and I can’t stop smiling for the life of me. I’m positively chuffed.
    The doors to the lift slide open to reveal the totty from the sixteenth floor. My mood deflates just a tich.
    “Well, hello there, William. Headed off early today, are we?”
    I do my best to smile without encouragement. “Charity event this evening. Have to go pick up my tuxedo.”
    “It isn’t by any chance the Pink Ribbon Gala, is it?”
    “Yes, as a matter of fact, it is.” Dread fills my heart as I realize what her question means. So much for anonymity in a big city. I can imagine this woman accosting me at the chocolate fountain and never leaving my side. With her around, getting to the interesting part of my one-night stand will become entirely more difficult than I anticipated, and that just won’t do. I’ve been thinking about this night all week, and I find myself actually looking forward to it inordinately. I must be coming down with a touch of the fever. Thank goodness it’s only a one-off.
    “Oh, wow!” she exclaims with way more enthusiasm than any charity ball deserves. “I’m going to the gala too! I’ll see you there, I guess.” She grins big and winks at me, looking me up and down.
    Thank goodness I already have a date. Her expression tells me that working in the same building somehow gives her claim over my time and my person. Thankfully, the doors to the lift slide open on the ground floor before the conversation can go any further.
    “See you later,” she says, pausing just outside the doors.
    “Indeed,” I say, nodding once and then striding past, happy that I had the forethought to ask the doorman to bring my car round. We part ways when she heads towards the garage access door.
    A quick shower and change has me in my tuxedo and out the door of my downtown flat by quarter past six. I pull up to the Starbucks on Beacon at exactly half past. My eyes scan the pavement in front of the store, searching for Medusa, as I’ve come to call her. My gaze skips right over the woman who approaches the vehicle until she leans down and looks in the window, giving me a lovely view of her ample bosom.
    “Please tell me you come from Hammerwoods,” she says.
    At first my voice doesn’t quite know how to function. The first thought that comes into my head is that she’s a damn liar. Attractive is the world’s largest understatement with regards to her person.
    Luckily, I keep my wits about me. “It’s Hammer smith. And you would be Medusa, I presume?”
    She opens the door and gets in. “What happened to Dream Girl?” she asks, grinning at me.
    My heart stops beating for just a moment, long enough for my mouth to catch up to my brain. Then they all begin functioning together and it’s a mad rush of words that feel as though they’re fighting to get out.
    “Well, I suppose it’s an apt description but it hardly seems fair to use it now.”
    “Why?” She’s still smiling.
    “On account of the fact that your head will swell, won’t it? And then I’ll have to
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