in a bit of a rush to get to the office. He hastily put on his suit jacket, snat

ir breakfast. Pete greeted his girls with a quick kiss. Clara, ever the sup

," Pete announced, his voice ca

concern all over her face. "I wish you would

hat extra 20 minutes. I'm already running late," he confessed, regret lining his features.

room with a heartfelt proclamation. "Love you, daddy!" she said

r well for the day ahead. "Have fun at school today, sweetheart," h

greeted him as he followed the well-known path to his workplace. Surrounding him were neatly manicur

He carried with him the love of his family, a comforting anchor in the sea of daily responsibilities. The prom

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ks away from his workplace. After securing his vehicle on the se

structures for employees. To reach the elevator lobby leading to his office on the 38th floor of the 2 Houston Cent

breakfast at Mean Bean Café. However, upon arrival, he's dis

it will be at least 20 minutes before he reaches the office. In an effort to ma

Thank you for calling Salinger & Ass

ld you connect me with Jasm

replies the receptionist, and

asmine," s

e building, but I need to grab some coffee and breakfast.

ave you forgotten already? There's no need fo

lexed, asks, "Wh

ice, okay? I'll meet you at th

ay?" Pet

you soon, sir!" Jasmine cheerfully conclude

"What a girl." Continuing his walk to the offi

ed with office workers, presses the '38' button, and the eleva

rt that sat about two inches above her knees with a maroon chiffon blouse and black heels. This time, her signature choker neckla

Morning, sir

od morning, Jasmine

sir! thank y

ationed directly across the firm's elevator lobby. He and Jasmine turn left

ed all attorney assistants, accounting clerks, and office services clerks, about 12 cubicles in total. Each cubicle desk was set up as one big 'L', thus one cubicle could hold two computers and up to two employe

Eventually, she would be moving into the docketing room, which was located on the other side of the firm and in their own separate room, and it was anticipated that Eva Ngu

fice, Jasmine stays to his r

morning sun streamed through the large windows, cast

to the Vega LLC files, correct?" Jasmine i

agreement. "T

ght, so I think it'll be an easy-going day, unless you choose to get started on that 009 application for ChipTech. Also, y

e approach, stammered, "Oh, um, y

d, "You cc me on most communications

d the papers on a small counter, and with a surprising gesture of assistance, she took Pete's bag off his s

sit," Jasmine sa

files on his desk. His coffee mug steamed, and a seasoned bagel with cream cheese awaite

gle* This is what I do, sir! Oh, umm, I toasted the bagel before you call

n, declined the offer. "No, no, p

med. "Ok, s

appreciate Jasmine's dedication. Attempting to bridge the profe

ou're my superior, Mr. Reynold.

ts and outlined the day's docket. Pete, feeling the cam

led, smiled,

nfidence. Her movements were smooth and deliberate as she closed the distance between them. P

ssional. Her voice took on a soft, almost intimate tone. "Hey, Pete," she began, her eyes meeting

, managed a polite smile. "Oh, yea

a lingering touch that conveyed a sense of seduction. "I hope we can d

esture. Suddenly, a flicker of realization crossed his mind. He remembered his commitment to his wife and the boundaries he had

ntaining a professional demeanor. "But, you know, I'm h

d it with a playful smile. "Oh, of course, Mr Reynold. I totally get th

ers at hand, nodded appreciatively. "No probl

sed, and they returned to t

She is so girly and hot, wish she was mine, not that old cargo I have at home" Watching her exit, h