“Father, let me at least shake her hand. If we’re going to be working together, might as well meet now.” Bonnie extends her left hand. Then she changed it to her right. “I’m ambidextrous so I can shake anyone’s dominant hand. Saw you were a righty at the last minute.” Carmen takes Bonnie’s hand in hers and the moment they touch, Carmen feels a jolt of electricity. She swallows hard and by the time she takes her second breath, Bonnie has let go. Carmen has no idea what happened. She felt that same intensity when she brushed her hand on Michael Katz’s arm, but that was 3rd Grade and he was a boy.
“Let’s go home, baby. Carmen, you can close up here when you’re done. Richard, do you want to come and meet us for a drink?”
“He doesn’t drink, dad.”
“Oh, you can have a coke. Where’s Roger?”
Carmen nervously clears her throat, still reeling from that handshake that left her shaking inside. “He’s out with the Dollar$ and Cent$ clients. Won’t be back until tomorrow.”
“William, Mel, yes Mel, you, too. Kenneth, come meet my beautiful daughter.”
Kenneth bounces over as though he’s walking on the tips of his toes.. “Yo, girl. How’s it goin’?”
Bonnie laughs. “Fine, ha. Southern California?”
“I wish. Graduated from Parson’s two months ago, but as soon as I can, I’m going to Hawaii to catch some big ones.”
“I hope you’re talking about waves?”
“Waves, women, it doesn’t matter. Do you want to see my new bike? Alexis. I only ride women.”
“Kenneth!” Harold yells, but in a joking way. “She is my daughter you know. No talk of hitting on her. That’s a sure way of getting fired. Remember that William. Keep your paws off Bonnie.”
William slithers over to Bonnie and holds her hand, loosely. He discretely rubs the top of it and looks her in the eyes. “Bonnie, I see we both have the gym in common. Maybe we could lift together sometime.”
Bonnie snaps her hand back and wipes it on her shorts. “Great, yeah. Okay dad, let’s go.”
“Of course, my Bonnie. Everyone, get it together.”
Richard walks back to his office to get back on the computer and clear his history folder, just as he does every night before he leaves the office. Mel begrudgingly gets up and puts on his coat. William turns off his computer and joins the group at the front door, but not before making a lewd gesture towards Carmen.
“Carmen, you coming?” Carmen looks up, almost surprised that Bonnie had remembered her name.
“She’s got to work. Close up before you leave Carmen. And set the alarm. You forgot last week and we could be burgled. I don’t’ ask that much of you, the least thing you can do is what I ask. And have that transcription on my desk by 8:30am. Come on, baby Bonnie blue. Tell me all about college.”
The group leaves and Carmen falls into her desk chair. She doesn’t know what happened but if felt like a tornado. A Bonnie Tornado. Suddenly the front door opens and Bonnie runs into the office. Carmen instinctively pulls down her skirt and closes her legs, guiltily. She hasn’t done anything, but she knows that she looks inappropriate. What the hell has come over her? She hasn’t felt sexual since she moved into her sister’s apartment 10 years before and suddenly, these feelings are resurfacing and they’re for a woman. A woman?
“I wish you could have come with us. My dad’s an ass. See you on Monday.”
“Monday?” Carmen’s voice catches in her throat.
“Yeah, I’m going to be working with you guys.” Bonnie sticks her arm in Harold’s office and pulls out a man’s plaid sweater. “He’s such a chauvinist. Who wears plaid anymore? I’m looking forward to working with you, Carmen. Have a great night. Don’t stay here too late”
And then she is gone again. Carmen doesn’t know what just happened. Her face is flushed. She gets up on wobbly legs and walks to the front door to lock it. Without thinking, Carmen leans into the door, lets her hands fall to her breasts. “Bonnie.” Carmen realizes what she’s doing and shakes her head and goes back to her desk. 45 minutes of dictation will take her 4 hours. It is already 5:30. And she doesn’t get overtime. No time to wonder about Tornado Bonnie and these new feelings.
(End of Sneak Peek)
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