Beauty and the beast

8

It's been three months of working with Mateo and I'm actually enjoying it.

Don't get me wrong he's still a perfectionist who doesn't know basic human kindness but I enjoy having a challenge besides baking.

He goes from ignoring my presence to getting into my personal bubble within seconds and it's confusing. It's like he's bipolar.

"Matthews, where's the Tolan file?" He asked bursting through my office.

He does this a lot. He can't stay organized for shit. Every day before I leave I put all the files in his cabinet that I arranged by alphabetical order. He still somehow misplaces a file.

I sighed and stood up from my desk. I wasn't wearing my heels since I was just sitting at my desk so the height difference between us was evident when I moved past him.

I walked to the cabinet and bent down to the R-T section. I picked out the file with Tolan on it and handed it to him. He just grabbed it and sat back down on his desk.

"You know saying thank you won't kill you," I groaned giving him a death glare.

He just looked at me from his eyelashes and continued working.

"Entitled jackass," I mumbled and stomped back into my office.

"Matthews, my office," Mateo instructed through the intercom and I put on my heels before walking into his office.

"Sit. So there is a ball tonight, it's hosted by Mr Robert Piper and we're going. It starts at six so we have seven hours till then. It is a black-tie event so do you have any dresses that are appropriate for that?" He asked and I mentally raked through my wardrobe.

I don't have any pieces that would be fitting for what he spoke of.

"Let's go. I can get you something," he stated and he closed his laptop.

I rushed up to my feet and gathered my handbag along with everything I needed before leaving my office to find him talking to Jess.

"We won't be back till tomorrow. Please make sure anyone that shows up reschedules," he told and Jess nodded.

"Good luck" she mouthed and I thanked her because I really don't know what to expect from this shopping trip.

Mateo spoke on the phone in Spanish as we rode down the elevator and walked to his car. He occasionally glanced at me before answering the questions of the person on the other side so I assumed that they were speaking of me.

He opened my door for me and I thanked him as I climbed in. He went to the driver's side and drove till we reached a boutique on the higher side of town.

He opened my door again and pulled me in the direction of the door. The bell chimed as we walked in and a beautiful woman came crashing into his arms.

She was tall with long brown hair that flowed down her back in graceful waves. She had the body of a model and looked like one in a pair of blue jeans, a black crop top and black boot heels. Her skin was fair but clear and smooth. She had a slight tan but she was clearly fair toned. She hugged him and he returned her hug.

They clearly had some sort of relationship because he looked down at her with love in his eyes. She returned the look when they pulled away.

"It's been a while since I've seen you Mat. You don't visit much anymore," she pouted and he rubbed her arm affectionately.

"I've been busy Isa. You know that" he said and looked at me awkwardly standing to the side.

She shifted her gaze to me and smiled warmly.