Hold it right there, before you read this, have you read ‘Friday’s Suck‘?
Xena shook her head as she typed out a response to Travis Wellsโs latest email. All night last night, Travis had been up sending message after message, trying to convince her to give him a shot, and asking if she was certain she really was a lesbian. Thank God Xena stopped giving her clients her actual phone number. She preferred to communicate over email, because she didnโt want to have to carry her second phone around with her all day, and after a certain hour, she could just turn the notifications off.
This morning, when she woke up, she had about a billion and one messages, the majority of which were from Trenton Wells.
Trent seemed to be far more fascinated with what Xena was doing this Friday than talking business.
Shaking her head, Xena sighed.
โFucking moronโ Xena thought to herself as she typed out the politest rejection she could think of.
If she ever did to her fatherโs company what Trenton and his brother Travis were doing to their fatherโs company; Joey would rise from the dead and skin her alive.
Shaking her head, she did her best to use words Trentonโs pea-sized brain could comprehend, because apparently; โIโm only interested in doing business and โIโm a lesbianโ were two phrases the CEO couldnโt comprehend.
As she mashed the buttons on her keyboard, a light knock came at her door.
โCome in.โ She said, eyes still focused on her screen.
As the door opened, the smell of clean linen perfume floated through the air, causing the CEO to look up from her screen.
โAw fuck!โ She said, her eyes landing on the realtor.
Sarah chuckled.
โNice to meet you as well.โ
Xena shook her head and after politely telling Trenton to fuck off, she signed her name and sent the message.
โIโm sorry. I lost track of time.โ Xena said, rising up from her chair.
Rounding the desk, she greeted the realtor with a hug and an air kiss on each cheek.
โUsually my timing is spot on.โ Xena said leaning on her desk.
The realtor chuckled.
โItโs quite alright. I cleared my schedule so weโve got all day.โ Sarah said.
Sarah took a seat in one of the chairs across from Xenaโs desk and the CEO sat beside her.
โIโm sure my uncle already told you, but I donโt like to waste time. So rather than burning gas running around the city, why donโt you tell me what it is that youโre looking for and Iโll create a list of the best of the best.โ Sarah said.
Xena thought about it for a moment. Sheโd seen so many places that she didnโt want but hadnโt really thought about what she did want.
โI need a home. Something, preferably in a high rise. with lots of natural light. Something modern, but still kinda has that homey feel to it. You know what I mean?โ Xena asked, eyes squinting a little.
Sarah smiled and Xena could see the wheels turning in the realtor’s mind.
โI think I do.โ She said. โMind if I make a phone call?โ
โGo ahead.โ Xena said.
The realtor whipped out her phone and began tapping away at the screen before getting up.
Rounding her desk again, Xena leaned back in her seat and watched the realtor work.
โErnie! How are you?โ She asked cheerfully.
Pausing for a moment, her face grew serious as she listen to whatever the person on the other end was saying. Then, after a moment, she threw her head back and laughed.
โYouโre insane. But hey, this isnโt a social call, I need a favor. You think I could swing by with a client in sayโฆโ She paused for a moment, checking the time on her watch before speaking again.
โTen, fifteen mintues?โ There was another brief pause before she spoke again.
โYouโre the best Ernie.โ She said before hanging up the phone and turning back to Xena.
After hanging up the phone, she turned her attention back to Xena.
โWell that was Ernie, the building manager and he said heโll set a key aside for us if you wanna check it out.โ Sarah said.
โWow, that fast? They werenโt kidding when they said youโre the best of the best huh?โ Xena chuckled.
Sarah laughed.
โWell Andreโs my uncle, so heโs a little bias.โ She said.
Xena laughed before the women gathered their things.
After making their way downstairs and out of the building, Sarah informed Xena that the building was a short distance away. So, the women decided to enjoy the sunshine and walk instead of driving. In no time at all, they arrived in front of the building.
โYou werenโt kidding when you said it was right around the corner.โ Xena said.
Sarah laughed as she held the door open for the other woman.
Then, making their way inside, they were greeted by a round security guard.
โSarah, howโs my favorite realtor.โ The man said, rounding his desk.
Sarah greeted the man with a hug and an air kiss on each cheek before he reached behind the desk and pulled out an envelope.
โThanks Eddie.โ She said.
The women then made their way across the white marble floors and into a golden elevator. Upon hopping into the elevator, Sarah hit the very last button in the top right-hand corner and stepped back, allowing the elevator to take them to the very top. As they made their way up, the women made small talk that was periodically interrupted by tenets of the building getting on and off. They must have seen about ten or so people, all seeming to know and be quite fond of the realtor.
โWow, youโre quite the popular gal.โ Xena laughed as the women stepped off the elevator.
โWhat can I say, to know me is to love me.โ The realtor said with a shrug.
Xena could definitely see that being the case.
โI bet.โ She said.
Stepping out onto the carpeted floor, the women made their way down the hall, dishing out polite greetings as they passed a few tenants.
When they finally reached the end of the hall, they came to a stop at a black door that read forty-four C.
Pulling out the key, Sarah stuck it into the door before looking back at Xena.
โI hate to sound over dramatic, but welcome home.โ She said, opening the door.
I hope you’re enjoying this series. What do you think, is Sarah right, will this be Xena’s new home? If you enjoyed this installment be sure to hit that star! And if you REALLY liked it, you can let me know by Buying Me A Cup Coffee. Thank you so much- C.
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