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Sitting at her cubicle, she started to work. Her boss, Mr. Perry, cleared his throat to get her attention. Teagan looked up and saw he was there with Mr. Kemp. “Can I help you, Mr. Perry?”
“Yes, Teagan, you can. Could you please show Mr. Kemp around the building? I would do it myself, but I have an urgent appointment to get to.”
“Uh... yeah... um, sure. I would love to show him around. That’s no problem.” Those were the words that came out of her mouth, but what she really wanted to say was “Why me? Can’t someone else do it? Or was I chosen because I’m the new kid on the block?”
Max suppressed a smile. He could think of nothing more exciting than being with this beautiful woman most of the day. He waited as she rose from her chair. There she stood, this incredible beauty, nearly six feet tall. It was nice not having to look down for a change when talking with a woman. His eyes moved up and down her body, taking it all in. She had incredibly long legs – he could tell even though her skirt was well past her knees. He secretly wished that it had been shorter. These thoughts had to stop.
Teagan took Mr. Kemp around the building, showing him the different departments and explaining as she went along. He would ask a few questions here and there, and his interest in the company seemed genuine. The ink on the signing-over papers was probably not even dry yet, and here he was, touring the offices and the plant. They made it back to the lobby, and Teagan asked him if he had any questions.
“Just one. Are you free for lunch, Teagan?”
Teagan didn’t know what to say. The owner of the company was asking her to lunch. This didn’t normally happen to someone like her. “Sure, I’d like that very much, Mr. Kemp.”
He opened the door for her and they headed to the garage. Since he wasn’t familiar with the area, he allowed her to pick the place to eat. All he asked for was a restaurant with a good steak. Teagan knew just the place, and it wasn’t very far from the office.
As they sat down, he looked at her and said, “Now, seeing we are here at lunch together, there is just one requirement that I have.”
All sorts of thoughts went through her head. What had she gotten herself into now? Was he expecting her to go back to his hotel with her? She twisted her hair as she waited for him to talk again.
“I insist that you call me Max.”
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’m Teagan. Oh wait, you know that from the meeting today.”
“That’s a beautiful name. Irish, isn’t it?”
“It’s a strange name. It was my great-grandmother’s.”
“Oh, I know the feeling. My full name is Maximus. It sounds like I should be a racehorse instead of a guy.” She giggled and he smiled.
The waiter came to take their order and Max asked Teagan if it would bother her if he had his steak rare. She herself preferred her meat a little more on the well-done side, but she didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t have his done however he preferred it. Max then ordered some red wine to go with the meal. Teagan didn’t think that consuming alcohol while she was still working was the best idea.
“I don’t think I should be drinking and going back to work, Mr. Ke-” She stopped and corrected herself. “Max.”
“Well, since I’m the owner, I think it’s alright to have one glass of wine. Don’t you?”
She smiled and nodded her head. He was confident and undeniably charming. It was a welcome change to go out to lunch with a man like Max. This was the first time in a while that she didn’t feel self-conscious and was really enjoying her time with another person. They talked about a variety of subjects, and she marveled at how at ease she felt in his presence. Maybe, just maybe... Her fantasy was interrupted when he asked her if she knew of a restaurant where he might take his dinner date that evening.
It was silly for her to think that after going to lunch once with a man, he’d be interested in her. What was going through her brain? It had, however, been quite some time since she had had any man show her attention. Her head now cleared, she told him about a nice little Italian restaurant that had just the right ambience for a romantic dinner. He thanked her and then talked about ordering desert.
