Free Is Mr White Mr Right? by J A Fielding Page A

for you Miss Black,” Stacy Reynolds, Natasha’s assistant said carrying a bouquet of flowers. Natasha looked up to see Stacy placing the flowers next to another four bouquets that had come in a pan of two days. “This is ridiculous,” she thought as she looked at the flowers.
    “ Wait Stacy,” she said as her assistant started to walk out. “What does the card say?” she asked. Stacy picked up the card and opened it.
    “ Same as all others,” she said after a short pause. “Dinner,” she added as she walked to Natasha’s desk and gave her the card. Natasha took a long deep breath.
    “ Thanks Stacy,” she said as she crumpled the small card. “Actually Stacy,” she called again as Stacy approached the door. “Take them all with you,” she said as she balanced her glasses on the ridge of her nose.
    “ What would you like me to do with them?” Stacy asked looking confused. Natasha looked up from her computer and smiled.
    “ Trash them, burn them, I don’t care,” she said with a smile. “And any other that come in, do the same,” she added before looking back at her computer.
    “ Alright Miss Black,” Stacy said in a voice Natasha translated as ‘whatever you say boss’. “She probably thinks I’ve lost it,” Natasha thought as she looked at the time. It was almost six, time to go. She grabbed her purse and cleared her desk of all her personal effects. She was just walking out of the office when her phone beeper went off. She looked at it and smiled.
    “ Coffee?” the text from Mitchell said. She looked at it and began typing.
    “ Actually kind of hungry.” Send. She stood by the door as she waited for a reply.
    “ Meet me at the parking lot in five.” She smiled as she walked out of her office feeling on top of the world. As she passed Stacy’s desk, she noticed that she had already gotten rid of the flowers. She walked over to her desk with a smile.
    “ Hey Stacy,” Natasha said to her with a smile. Stacy looked up and flashed her own pearly whites. Natasha liked Stacy. She was a genuinely nice person, never too eager to kiss her ass. Stacy Reynolds was just what she needed going into a new company.
    “ Hey Miss Black,” Stacy said. “What more can I do for you?” she asked.
    “ Nothing really. I just wanted to say thanks for dealing with that floral situation,” Natasha said winking at her. Stacy shrugged.
    “ It’s nothing Miss Black, its all part of the job,” she added. Natasha smiled as she began walking away. Her phone buzzed again.
    “ Where you at.” She smiled as she typed away on her phone. “ Lobby.” she typed as she walked past the receptionist with a smile. As her stilettos clicked on the ground, she noticed Mitchell leaning against his black SUV. She then realized that this was the first time she had seen him all day. He had an early morning meeting and then when he got back to the office, Natasha was already in a meeting with some potential clients. She was just now laying eyes on her very own Derek Shepherd who looked as sharp as always in a grey pin stripe suit and soft purple shirt. His wavy hair shone in the evening sun, a heavy contrast from his light toned skin.
    “ You look good, really good,” she said to Mitchell as she approached the vehicle. Mitchell gave her a smile and looked at her. Her body looked exceptionally great in the white wrap around dress and silver platform heels.
    “ You don’t look so bad yourself,” he said as his eyes savored her beauty. He held his hand out and she looked at him confused. “Is he going to hug me here ” she wondered as she took his hand in a nervous handshake. Mitchell smiled and pulled her in a close embrace. “Oh boy, the office gossip machines have something to tweet about,” she thought. He slowly pulled away and brought his head down to meet her lips.
    “ Mitch, what are you doing?” she asked looking at him. It was strange enough that he was holding her this close in full daylight but to kiss