Getting soppy in your old age Mr Madden?
I thought you only did one night flings, what’s happened?
Ella
From:[email protected]
Title: A changed man
You happened beautiful girl. You make me want things I never even knew I’d want.
Joe x
From: [email protected]
Title: Hmmm
Be careful what you wish for ;-)
Chris came over to start reading my email exchange over my shoulder and I closed my emails down to hide them. A girl had to have some secrets.
“I wanna read them. Let me look.” He complained, “It’s not every day my best friend in the whole wide world gets to date a love God.”
“Who’s the God?” Colin asked again feigning interest in our office banter.
“Ella is dating our hottest client.” Chris announced for the world to hear.
“Keep it down Chris I don’t want Frank or Eric to hear.”
“Who’s our hottest client?” Colin continued.
“Only the sex God that is Joe Madden.” Chris wiggled his eyebrows up and down as I groaned.
“Colin please keep that to yourself won’t you? I don’t want to be the talk of this office right now.”
He nodded thoughtfully and said, “I don’t know anything about the guy, you googled him?”
I glanced over at Chris who raised his eyebrows at me. Neither one of us had ever thought to google him, and as if we had telepathically discussed it we both dived back onto our computers to open up google.
“You do Joe Madden and I’ll do Joseph.” Chris said ensuring we covered all bases of the scandal and gossip he was sure we would find. We found nothing, only the basic stuff we already knew through work. I clicked on google images and lost myself in a few hours of marvelling at how handsome he was and daydreaming about all the things I wanted to do to him when I saw him next.
When I got home later that afternoon I opened the door to the most gorgeous smell of flowers, an enormous bouquet of red roses sat in the middle of our coffee table. Robyn grinned up at me.
“Please tell me you didn’t open the envelope.” I said. She put her hand on her chest in mock offence.
“As if I would!”
I slumped down into the sofa and threw my head back.
“God, hurry up and send the lightning bolt down to fuck up my life quick. Things can’t ever stay this good for long and I’d prefer to know where I stand.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Robyn asked. “Bloody enjoy it whilst it lasts Elle.” She said as she grabbed the envelope from the top of the bouquet and threw it over into my lap.
My Beautiful Blue Eyed Girl,