The Echoes of Destiny - the Beginning (4 page)

When I got to my floor, I found Terry and Tina, the other blonde
assistant in the reception desk, and they smiled at me with the sort of smile
that suggested that they had been talking about Jason and
I
.
I went into the office to wind up my work for the day. I then went home, the
warm New York air a welcome relief.

“
What
did he say again?” Shane asked from across the room while
shaking his head.

“That is right, exactly the same way I reacted when he asked me the
question,” I said sipping on the cold champagne that I had bought at the store
on my walk home. “I am sure it was not a dream even though I was overdosed with
his hormones which were driving me crazy.”

“You know what Gina, I think you should just let him fuck you, it would
take a great load off your back,” Shane replied skeptically as he gulped down
his second glass of champagne. He took his
netbook
from a nearby table. “What did you say his name is again?”

“Jason Donovan, why do you ask?”

Shane
span
his laptop around for me to see
Jason’s Social Media profile on the monitor.
Oh my God
. Shane’s picture
was on the screen, and he had that smile on his face that always made me feel
like melting. I closed my eyes as I thought of the sexy, elegant sex god of my
life. God knows how I lusted for him. I could already feel my pussy becoming
moist as his picture turned me on, memories of me in his arms flooding back
into my mind.

“From what I can see on his wall, he is pretty popular with women, and
you are lucky that he wants you so bad. I don’t see anything wrong…”

“Stop talking, Shane,” I replied, “do I look like a vagina on legs?”

“And besides, from what you have said, he looks like a pretty
successful person.”

“I really don’t know, it is going to be awkward bumping into him all
the time, and besides, I don’t know what the staff in the office will think,” I
said looking at him. “I also do not
wanna
feel like
he is just using me for sex only.”

“Well, the choice is yours,” Shane said looking at his
netbook
again. “Oh my God, he is only 26, can you imagine
all the stamina that the guy has?”

Can you imagine how rude he was, just popping the question on me like
that, I am feeling very offended.”

Shane looked up at me with a lot of sympathy in his eyes. “I feel you
baby girl, but you are strong, and I don’t think you should carry all that
baggage around. I
wanna
see you happy and free of
misery.”

“I am not strong most of the times,” I said looking away from him,
“although it is not like I wanted him to invite me out or something first, but
there has to be more ideal way to ask a woman to have sex with you.”

“What are your plans tonight?” Shane asked closing his
netbook
and looking at me.

“I was thinking, Mark, my gym instructor said that I could go out to
dinner with him. He said that he will bring along a friend of his who is
experienced in yoga,
wanna
come with me?”

“You know that I would not let you go out alone and leave me here
alone, unless it is with Jason,” Shane replied jokingly.

“You asshole,” I replied digging into my purse for Marks card. I then
went ahead and gave him a call, and he gave me an address where we could meet
up, somewhere in Brooklyn. I told him that I would bring Shane long and he
agreed. “To Brooklyn it is Jason.”

“Jason’s mouth dropped when he heard me saying that, “Brooklyn, are you
out of your mind! Isn’t there anywhere else that we could meet up with him, we
could get mugged there, and besides, your parents would never approve of you
going to such rough
neighborhoods.
” He tugged at his
denim jacket uncomfortably.

“We will just have to pray that they do not find out,” I replied as we
departed. The dinner was a welcome distraction from the day’s happenings, and Mark
came along with an oriental friend of his who seemed to know everything about
yoga.

Friday had finally arrived, and I was excited. It was my favorite day
of the week, and besides, I was excited that Sean would be getting back to the
office from his trip. When I got to the office, I found that Sean had already
arrived.

“Sean, how was your trip?” I asked as I ran into his office. He was
dressed in grey slacks and a white shirt, and as I entered the room, he stood
up to greet me, a huge grin on his face.

“It was fantastic, everything went as planned. What about you here, did
you have any problems, I hear that you even nailed a new contract with Spartan
Productions.”

“I did what I had to do, and the rest of the staff
were
also very helpful,” I replied, slumping into a seat that he motioned me towards.

“Great, I want a full briefing of all the operations, and I would also
like to go through the documentation, although I trust that you already signed
everything. Is that okay with you, or do you have other plans for today?”

“I am at your disposal today
sir,
give me a
moment to get my files sorted.
Coffee?”
I said getting
up. I liked Sean and his positive attitude towards life, and it rubbed off on
me making me look forward to the day ahead.

“Most definitely, black without sugar,” Sean replied.

I scuttled out of his office to arrange my files, before heading off to
the coffee machine to get two cups of coffee for Sean and I then went back into
his office. We went through the progress of the day before, as I gave him a
brief on the meetings in detail as I brought him up to speed. It was almost
lunch time when his smart phone went off, distracting us. Sean put it on
speaker.

“Hey darling, will you make it for lunch today?” a male voice asked.

“No Steve, I do not think so.”

“Don’t tell me you will overwork the pretty girl today, you are a very
lucky man she can tolerate you.”

“I know I am,” Sean replied winking at me.

“Anyway, I will bring you guys something to eat in the next 20 minutes,
Mexican if that is okay with her.”

I nodded at Sean.

“Yeah, it’s cool with her,” Sean said as he hung up the call, and we
proceeded to work. I assumed that it was probably his lover from the manner in
which they had been talking. We proceeded on with our work, and keeping his
word, Steve arrived at one on the dot with the packed lunches. He looked like
an outgoing person just like Sean, and I also discovered that they had been
together as an item since their college days. They seemed to have such a
comfortable and functional relationship, I actually enjoyed spending time with
them.

“Girl, you sure can eat,” Steve joked as I went for my third helping,
“where do you manage to keep all of it?”

“I work the gym every evening, and I guess that is where it goes to, if
it helps,” I smiled.

“I hope you do not mind him,” Sean said, a broad smile on his face, “he
is just jealous because he has to keep a tag on his own girlish features.”

“From what I can see,” Steve said shooting Sean a glance, “if we went
for an eating competition with the rest of the company employees, I am sure
that she would win.”

“It could actually be fun,” I said smiling at both of them. They seemed
so tight, and it made me jealous to see them that way, while I could not get
the one thing that I wanted but did not want at the same time, Jason.

“You looked wild to me from the first time,” Steve continued, just
before Sean came to my rescue.”

“Will you quit harassing my work mate,” Sean said, “and what do you
know about being wild?”

“For starters, they like hanging out with people like us, you know, gay
men,” Steve continued, “need
me
continue to mention a
few more!”

We continued chatting on different topics including work, and I was
impressed by the way that Steve easily shared his career with Sean and vice
versa despite being in totally different fields. Steve was an engineer with a
construction firm, and I listened to him talking about his job passionately. We
finished eating, and after Steve had left, Sean and I got back to work.

I was going through some proposals that I had received regarding
certain accounts of the company when my phone rang. “Dina Garcia, may I help
you?”

“Dina love, I could not help thinking of you, how are you?”

“Daddy,” I answered excitedly, pleased to hear my father’s deep voice
booming over the line, “how nice to hear from you, is everything okay at home,
how is mom?”

My father always sounded like old money in the way that he was always
so cultured and at times even arrogant. “Everything is
splendid,
your mom is doing great as always.”

“That is good dad, and thanks for the
jewelery
that you guys sent us, I was so busy I forgot to thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me for
those,
it is
nice to hear your voice. I was wondering if we could have dinner this afternoon
since I will be in the city shortly.”

“Well of course daddy,” I replied without hesitation.

“Good, I will have Pat pick you up at 7 on the dot, your apartment,” he
said hanging up. Pat was my father’s personal driver and body guard, jumping at
every beck and call faithfully.

I left the office feeling quite tired. It was just after 5 in the
afternoon, and as soon as I hit the streets, I realized that I had forgotten
some notes that I intended to go through over the weekend, and so I made my way
back into the building, the guards who now knew me nodding at me as I passed by
and headed to the bank of elevators. Being a Friday, most of the people had
already left the building, and I found an empty elevator waiting. I got in and
hit the 30 floor button before the car started making its ascent. Two floors
up, the carriage came to a halt with a ding sound, and the doors slid open.

Standing there was Jason and another guy, and the moment that I saw
him, I lost my breath, my irritation coming back. My heart started beating
faster as I looked at him standing there, his heart stopping killer smile
driving me completely insane. I was both happy and disappointed to see him, and
I could feel my body becoming erotically hot. It was as if he knew it, because
his smile became even broader as he looked me directly in the eyes, my eyes
diverting to his friend as my cheeks colored. Whatever hold that he had on me,
I did not know, but just looking at him spelled sex, GREAT SEX. I could already
smell his erotic maleness as I stood in the car, my knees feeling like they
would give in under me. I felt like running out of the elevator and going
somewhere where I would hide away from all this sexual torment that I was
feeling.

“We can finish this on Monday,” Jason said to his friend as he entered
into the car.

I stepped out of the elevator, deciding that if I was to retain the
little common sense that I had left, it would be better for me to just take
another elevator back down and pick up the notes the following day.

“Not so fast, my love,” Jason said, grabbing me by the hand and
restraining me from walking out. The doors of the elevator shut, and it resumed
its ascent.

“What is wrong with you?” I tried to protest. I did not feel like
having someone pushing me around. With Jason I did not really mind, but I did
not want to admit it.

Jason caught me by the chin and arched my head upwards so that I was
facing him, and then his deep blue eyes looked into mine searchingly. “What is
the matter girl?”

I could feel the now familiar electricity between us coming to life,
and it made me mad due to the fact that I could not control it. “You are the
matter.”

“Me, are you kidding?” he said taking his hand off my chin and reaching
it into his pocket. He pulled out a master key and plugged it into the panel of
the lift, and after pressing the button to the top most
floor
,
the lights to the other floor all went off. I wondered what we were going to do
in the boardroom. The prospect of what could happen there since everyone had
left actually excited me, which angered me. I did not want to give in to the
antics of the sex god who had a way of bringing my wildest desires to life. I
did my best to resist the temptation to reach for his mouth and kiss him deeply
and passionately.

“Jason please, I am not in the mood for your games today, I need to get
home.”

“I know just how to get you in the mood,” he said as the elevator sped
past the floors.

“Who told you that I would like to get in the mood? What if I am not
interested in your offer?”

He was dressed in a pair of black designer jeans and a gray short
sleeved shirt, and as always, he looked stunning, and his eyes bore into me
once again. “I think you want me to, but do not want to admit it.”

“I might be attracted to you madly like most other women, but I am not
interested in doing anything about it,” I said diverting my eyes away from his.
He was standing so close to
me,
I could feel his
breathe on my forehead.