Hey my loves! Today is part two of my short story from last week. I had a pretty good response to the part 1, so I decided to continue with it…the more you say you like it, the more I will do my best to produce the goods.
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Paula was determined not to be the last one in the office tonight. She had promised Roderick her schedule would loosen up after the partnership was secured at work. Things were going great for Paula. Her hard work was paying off and so has her time working in the trenches during her earlier years at Sow A Seed. It was a non-profit organization who sought to help youth graduate and learn a trade for self dependency. So far under her leadership, the organization had graduated their first group of twenty students. All were reading at 6-8 grade reading levels. By the time Paula contacted persons from her personal network to jump on board with donations and connections, all twenty youth were either reading on their correct level or beyond. She was proud.
Her team was spectacular, she truly knew she could not have achieved the success without them. As she gathered the last of her belongings, Paula’s thoughts were interrupted at the sound of her executive director, Jeffery Waters, tapping at her office door. She turned to see not only her E.D., but a tall, muscular gentleman standing slightly behind him. Usually Paula did not stare, but something about this man’s eyes would not allow her to glance absentmindedly…he seemed to speak with her without saying a word.
Hi Paula, I know you are on your way out, but I wanted to introduce you to our newest member of the staff. Mekhi Borders is our new staff mentor. He will be servicing all of the program managers and case managers who deal with sensitive cases and those who just need someone to talk things through….his voice trailed off.
Paula knew he was thinking about Samantha. She had a promising career at Sow A Seed, however she tragically took her life after a family she was working with died in a tragic homicide. Sam had grown very close to the family of a mother and three children, two boys and an eight month baby girl. The mother was a survivor of domestic abuse, however her abuser was able to track down her and the children, no one survived. Samantha was extremely withdrawn and blamed herself for weeks after the murder. No one ever thought she would take her own life.
Paula took the hand that was now extended towards her. Pleased to meet you. I have heard great things about your work ethic and dedication to the cause. Congratulations on your first graduating class, Mekhi spoke, very clear and his voice erupted like a deep thunderstorm. It didn’t jolt you awake as much as it made one paid attention, and Paula was about face.
Oh, umm thank you! She spoke. I am sure you will find that SOS is a friendly and helpful environment. And if you need anything, I am more than happy to help where I can. The moment the words came out, she could have sworn she saw Mekhi’s left eyebrow go up.
I will keep all those things in mind. Thank you for your time, I know you probably want to get going.
It was then Paula realized she had been on her way out the door and home to Roderick. Funny how she had forgotten so quickly.
Yes, yes we better allow her to go along. Don’t want hold you up Paula, see you in the morning, Mr. Waters spoke.
Right! She laughed absently. Mr. Waters had turned to walk ahead of her and Mekhi. As he held the door of her office open for her to pass, Paula could smell the fresh and crisp scent of his cologne; had to be Burberry Plaid. She had always wanted to smell it on Roderick, but it did not work with his original scent.
She heard herself say, Burberry Plaid?
And he responded with a shocked smile, Why, yes? I know it isn’t as new as some of the other things, but it seems to agree with me.
Paula smiled as she gently brushed past Mekhi as she exited the door. She could feel him slightly shift his weight towards her, just barely noticeable, yet she clearly felt the solid impression of his chest against her arm and back.
Goodnight Mr. Borders. She smiled as he went in the direction of his office and she to the elevator.
As she rode down to the parking garage, she couldn’t help engulfing the scent of his cologne, which now clung to her shoulders and back.
She looked forward to tomorrow morning at work.