Wishful Thinking :Chapter One

Marisa’s POV

In my mind lies the deepest and darkest of my fantasies ,fantasies I will never share with others .Call me selfish or what you may but that's  how I feel .I think no matter how much one rambles about one's dreams or beliefs it will make no difference because words have no meaning only action .But why couldn't I sum up the urge to exact these dark fantasies .Sighing  I fiddled with the pen which laid on my desk .who do I think I am .A Nobody .A small voice in the back of my mind whispered . Nate Adams will never notice a nobody .First off I didn't flash my assets .wait correction -I had no assets .The only Assets I had were my brains which didn't seem to get me anywhere much in life .All those years I wasted in lecture halls and Now I'm a secretary .I closed my eyes picturing a tall muscular figure with  hair as dark as midnight  and blazing green eyes .Why couldn't I be pretty .Why didn't God bless me with breath takingly good looks like Elise.

"Marisa" My eyes fluttered open at the deep oh so familiar voice .Jerking up right in my chair I dropped the pen which was in my hand  and shoved at the glasses sitting on my face .

"Um- Yes " I  managed to choke out  .Nate's eyes danced with amusement ,of course everyone always thought me the blundering fool .Nothing’s changed since Ridgefield High.

"I need the information on the Mac nab account " He said  .Nodding I pulled a file from my bag and handed it to him and for the briefest moment  our hands touched .I thought I would lose myself ,but I couldn't I was a grown woman and I didn't want the man thinking any lower of me .Pasting a fake smile on my lips I nodded and he reciprocated the action ,for the first time in a long while I prayed "Dear Lord help me” .

I really hope I can get through the day without making a complete fool of myself.

“You know, it’s so obvious that you’re into him “My head snapped up in the direction of the voice.

“Janelle, I’m not in the mood “I said as I rummaged through my bag .I had a tonne of work to do ,I had letters to type and people to call .I had no time for Janelle’s folly  .I heard her sigh looking at her once more I cocked my head in the direction of her cubicle “Don’t you have work to do “ I said

 rolling her eyes she placed her hands flat on my desk ,staring into my eyes she said “you know cooper ,if you don’t make a move someone’s going to snatch him up “ with that she cast me a wink and sauntered back to her work area. I don’t recall telling Janelle about my secret crush �"Crush?  what am I ,in junior high .Rolling my eyes I turned  on my computer I would never tell Janelle Hartman something personal like that after all  she was the source of  all the gossip in this office .But it still grated my nerves knowing that  What I felt for Nate was obvious .And now that fiery red head  had me thinking about who else in the office knew  .

 

Nate‘s POV

Running a hand through my hair I felt the overwhelming  need to curse  this is the second time the bloody b*****d is cancelling our appointment .If he thought I was going to go to court and  make a fool of myself he had another thing coming .

“Mac nab it’s imperative that we meet, you can’t cancel on me again “I said almost exasperated .Pricks like these always made my job difficult. There was a muffling sound in the back and I heard what seem to be the giggling of a woman .Rolling my eyes I said 
“I don’t have time to waste,I have other cases which need my attention .If you’re not serious about this find another lawyer” I said  before I hung up .Sighing I pressed the  button which would  link me to Marisa’s phone .I need coffee asap ,at this point I think it’s the only thing which can turn my day around

“Marisa would you be a darling and bring me some coffee” I said .I heard her mumbled a yes before she hung up. Leaning back in the dark brown leather chair I relax, I really like Marisa she was competent   and had a good head on her body god only knows I wouldn’t survive all these years without her assistance .Minutes later she came strolling into the office with a cup of steaming coffee .she placed the coffee on the table and neatly set a napkin adjacent it

“Is that all Mr .Adams “she asked .For some strange reason I wanted to laugh at her formality .We’d worked together for what �"four years? And she still called me Mr Adams  

“It’s ok Marisa, you can call me Nate, we’ve worked together long enough to drop the formalities “Smiling she said

“I know, but I would prefer to call you Mr. Adams it seems more appropriate”

“Suit yourself, by the way do I have any meetings today? “ I asked as I reached for the Coffee

“Mrs Reinhart called, she says she wants to meet you at the Sheffield restaurant for lunch at noon and then you have a meeting with Mr Anniston at three “ .After draining the contents in the cup I placed it on the desk

“Anniston? I thought we already settled that case “ I said .I watched as she pushed at the glasses which were sitting on the bridge of her nose  before she said

“He didn’t quite give me any details. He only told me to pass the message along “I glanced at my watch then back at her I had approximately fifteen minutes to get my butt down to that restaurant or my mother would throw a fit she never liked tardiness .Getting up from my chair I crushed the paper cup   then tossed it in the trash can I kept in my office.

“Where exactly does he want me to meet him? “ I asked .It seemed she had mention everything but that

“He said he wants you to meet him where you met the last time “  Nodding I walked out of the office .I glanced at my watch again and groaned  I was going to be late .

I hated this feeling ,I only acted on my time .But anytime I had a meeting with my mom I always found myself rushing, which I absolutely abhor .Stepping into the elevator I found myself  glancing at my watch again . A familiar figure stepped in after I did �"Marisa. I felt my brows arch where was she going ? .She cast a friendly smile in my direction and I returned it. I always found her to be a woman of very little words and I found it irritating as well  .pressing the button which would take me to the parking lot,I watched as the doors slowly closed and then I glanced at  her .Hmm I never truly realized how stunning she was, until now .Her hair  was a golden almost dirt blond colour ,her cheek bones were distinguished and her full lips  were un embellish-they were free of lipstick and it gave her an almost natural appearance   .I had to find a way to break this awkward silence  ,it was bad enough that  they were playing that ghastly elevator music .

“Going on your lunch break  “I asked 

“Um..Yes “ she said  before she turned back her gaze to the Buttons .

“Where? “ I found myself asking 

“Um .....Not sure really .I’ll probably just go to a diner in town “There was a loud ding and the doors slid open .I glanced at my watch for what seemed to be like the umpteenth time ‘I’m late I mumbled ‘  Marisa stepped out of the elevator and I stepped out after  . I didn’t want to meet my mother alone  she always had a way  of making you feel guilty  then suddenly an Idea sprouted in my head ,Mother would probably be a bit more understanding and not grill me if I brought a guest .A smile touched my lips ,I hope this work .Because if it didn’t I would be sitting at a table with my mother for hours upon hours while she rambled on about my tardiness and how I got it from my father’s side of the family .

“Marisa ...“She was just about to open her car door but stop mid way .She turned and for an instance we locked eyes  but it wasn’t for long  because she averted her eyes .Glancing at what seemed to be  a grey Toyota

“Yes?”  she answered  .hmm How am I going to ask this without sounding too creepy? I ran a hand through my hair and finally found the strength to ask

“Have lunch with me? “