His Personal Assistant

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"Tara, I cannot for the life of me understand why you won't go to your own interviews." I said to my twin sister, whilst pulling on my silver strappy sandals.

"Well, my sister Ana, why should I possibly have to move a single bone in my body when you can just do it for me. You'd know I'd do it for you." She said the last part sweetly, all while never taking her eyes off the tv. She has a slight obsession with Grey's Anatomy.

"You're abusing the fact we are identical twins, Tar. I shouldn't have to do your dirty work." I said, sighing.

Of course I didn't get an answer from her. I didn't expect any different either. This was the third interview I would be going to, pretending to be her. She just always said if it was something important she had to remember to write it down or start recording on my phone. Classic. So, I just grabbed my eyes and exited our apartment.

Okay, google. Don't fail me now, I thought as I typed in "Directions to Coulsen Enterprise"

"Starting route to 1112 E second street. Arriving Time: 12:30 pm" my GPS lady came over my car. Bluetooth perks.

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Luckily it was a pretty simple trip and I didn't get lost a single time. Smoothly pulling into the over-sized parking lot, I turned off my car and grabbed my notebook, pencil, phone, and keys out of the ignition.

Here we go, I thought silently to myself.

"Excuse me?" Said a very pretty blonde as I walked in the front doors. She was dressed very nicely.

"Uhm, I'm looking for Chase Coulsen's office. I'm here for an interview."

"Oh right. He's expecting you. 6th floor." She said and rolled her eyes. What's her problem. She simply pointer to her right, I'm guessing to indicate there was an elevator right around the corner, then went back to typing on her computer.

Walking inside the elevator and pushing "6", I anxiously waited for the doors to close. I really hated elevators. The movements made me nauseous.

Ding.

The elevator stopped, meaning I was on the sixth floor now. Suddenly it felt like my heart was in my stomach. It wasn't even my interview, but I still had to win him over so he would hire Tara as his Personal Assistant.

As soon as I stepped out, there was a door and a name sign beside it which read "Chase Coulsen". I knocked on the door very lightly and heard a simple "come on" muttered behind the door.

Walking in, Chase was seated at his computer typing.

"Just give me one second please, Tara." He said, glancing up to me and then his gaze immediately adverted back to his computer. "Please, take a seat". I did as I was told, and walked over to the Grey chairs opposite of his desk, tucking my red dress down before me and sat down.

This gave me a second to really take him in. Him, being the youngest bachelor in New York. His brown hair was a perfect tossled mess ontop of his head. He had a couple day old stubble spread across his lower face. It was very attractive in all honesty.

"Can you organize paperwork?" He asked looking up at me and leaning back in his chair.

"I'm not stupid. I mean uh yeah, of course." I said and awkwardly shifted in my chair.
100% professional, Ana.

"You have a nice sense of sarcasm, I see." He chuckled and clicked his pen on the desk, to keep himself entertained it seemed.

"I'll need you to be able to schedule my meetings," he began before I could say anything. Much to my pleasure. "And also organize my papers as I said, as well as possibly accompanying me to my meetings, as well as take my phone calls and whatever else I could need you to do. Is that okay with you, Uh- Ms. Tara." He finished after looking down at my hands which were set on top of my notebook.

"Yeah. Of course."

"Okay. Wonderful then. I'll see you here tomorrow. Tuesday, at 8 am. Does that also work for you?" He asked, getting up from his desk.

"Absolutely. Yes. See you then." I said and got up swiftly from the chair.

"I'll walk you out then." He said and put his hand on the small of my back, as to walk with me. His hand felt very warm through my thin-er dress.

"Just come straight to my office." He said, as I walked into the elevator.

"Until then, Mr. Coulsen." I nodded to him and pushed the "1" on the elevator, and then watched as the doors closed.

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(A/N)

Heyyyooooo guys. So this wonderful idea came to me and I just had to go with it. Let me know what you think. I'm so excited for this!!

What do you think will happen? Will She feel something? Will he? What about Tara's first day of work? Hmmm. Interesting. Only I know, muwahahahahaha.

Until next time.

Laters, baby. ❤️❤️❤️ (50 shades reference) hehehehehehehe Christian grey is life.

Anyway bye bye now.

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