She had drifted off to sleep again; to that fantasy land where Mr. Rude had kissed her; the pain seemed to hurt just a little on her ankles.

‘Wake up’. The tone was harsh.

It was the sound of the voice that jerked her out of her sleep.

Immediately her eyes flung open, she realized who was sitting next to her in the car; blood rushed to her face; her eyes grew wide in surprise.

She suddenly realized who he was, Greg Beecroft, the man she was supposed to work for; but would never because of the events of that night.

Memory tugged at her and led her back to the events of that night; how was she supposed to know that he was Greg Beecroft? One of America’s finest millionaires.

‘I would’ve still slapped him’ she thought. What he did was wrong, how could a he disrespect a woman in such a way?  Her features contorted into a frown; she wasn’t going to apologize for her actions; he deserved every bit of it.

Greg wondered why the crazy blue eyed girl was staring at him that way; he had offered to take her to the hospital because he didn’t trust Nathan’s driving; what if he rammed into other people? That was the last thing the company needed right now; his party pictures had attracted enough negativity. He really was not prepared for this new bit of drama.

He had seen the shock on her face when she had stepped into his office; apparently, she had not known that he was Greg Beecroft before slapping him back at the party and before applying for a job in his company.

He stepped out of the car and opened her side of it. ‘I need to take you inside’ he said.

They had a family doctor and he had decided to take her over to his hospital.

‘I can get out by myself’ Amanda muttered. She realized she was uncomfortable, or was it shy around him? He had this unsettling effect and she couldn’t look into his eyes.

‘Okay then, Ms Independent, show us what you got’ Greg was annoyed by her attitude. She was yet to apologize and here he was trying to help her. He moved away from her.

Amanda took a deep breath and tried to step down from the car but she found this very process totally difficult. The pain that had ebbed away suddenly felt so alive.

She gritted her teeth as she tried to lift her weight from the car. She stiffled a scream.

‘Whatever’ Greg decided he had no time for all that.

He scooped her into his arms, banged the door with his left foot and took her into the massive building.

Her insides melted as she took in his masculine scent; it was rare; it was inviting; it was intoxicating.

Her skin burned as he carried her; she had never been carried by a man before, let alone such a georgeous piece of meat.

‘He is a rude pervert’ she reminded herself and decided to focus on getting better. Greg carried her gingerly into the family physician’s office.

‘Is that Greg’? Dr. Walsh noticed he carried a fine young lady in his arms.

‘Yes Dr. She just had an accident. Nothing serious I hope’ Greg replied.

He knew her eyes had been fixed on him; he didn’t mind, he knew he was hot; so little Ms. Rude found him attractive too? And she had acted like a pure saint the other night. He laughed inwardly.

‘I see, lay her here’ the doctor pointed to the examination bed in his office.

‘How do you feel dear?, show me where it hurts’ The man walked up to Amanda and began to examine her.

She pointed out the places that hurt; he carefully examined them and prescribed some drugs for her. Her injuries were minor.

‘Lucky you Greg, your girlfriend is totally fine. No sign of internal bleeding; just a sprain which these drugs would take care off; give her two days and she would be walking fine again’ the doctor handed a sheet of paper over to him.

Girlfriend? Greg scoffed and shook his head ‘I can’t date a girl like her, she is not my spec’ he said.

Blood flooded Amanda’s cheek as he spoke those words; what did he mean by that?

She was about to say something  when the pain in her ankles hit her again and she groaned slightly.

‘Sorry dear, you will be fine’ The Dr. reassured her.

‘Thank you Dr. Walsh’ Amanda managed a smile.

‘See you around Greg, I’ll advise she stay a little while the hospital ,the drugs will make her drowsy and she cannot do anything really’ the man suggested before stepping out of the room.

‘I have done my part, Nathan can take over from here’ Greg decided he had done enough.

‘Who is Nathan’? She dared to ask.

‘You’ll see’ Greg snapped at her and then stormed out of the room.

‘I’ll see’? Amanda swallowed. Why was he so mean to her? He had deserved that slap for heaven’s sake!

‘Rude brat’ she muttered.

If she ever saw him again, she was going to give him a piece of her mind; she had nothing to gain from him; she was sure she wouldn’t get the P.A job. That made her a bit sad. She wondered how her mother would take it. She would probably be back to waitressing. She was so lost in her depressing thoughts that she did not realize her cell phone and the purse she held were still in her possession, it was the buzzing of her phone that jolted her.

‘Alex’ a smile warmed her eyes as she saw who the caller was.

 

You are reading Davina Diaries Fiction: Amanda Ep14

 

‘Savage wild thing’ Greg was highly infuriated by her actions. She had not apologized and she couldn’t even utter as much as a “Thank you”.

‘Who does that’? He snorted and moved to his car.

He had instructed Morgan specifically to find him a personal assistant that wasn’t blonde or blue eyed, but his friend had flaunted his order.

Anyway, one thing was for sure; Little Ms. Rude Ass wasn’t going to work in his company; not ever, not on his watch.

End of Davina Diaries Fiction: Amanda Ep14. To be continued…

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