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work to do , but my boss; Joan was a total bitch and decided to steal my work. What could I do? Yes I know, I could have gone to Jacob but I didn’t want him to talk to her. I never needed the job as I had just received my inheritance, but I loved it. I was fucking good at it. But no matter what, I needed this job. I needed to do what I had to do to survive.
    Once my boss came back with that stupid big grin on her fucking face, boasting about how well Mr Green had praised her work, well bugger me, I was beyond pissed. I gave up my jog and went out on the piss with Taylor, his assistant and one of my best friends.
    The only problem was I never intended to bump into Jacob and boy will I never forget that meeting.
    Me and Taylor had just left the Teignbridge bar and crossed over to head into Hyde Park. Once we stepped off the pavement we collided straight into Mr Green. I was stunned to see him so late. He had his work suit on so I presumed he had given up on our run as well.
    “Good evening , Taylor, Ella.”
    He gave me an infuriated nod which made me snigger and snort . As I tried to stand up straight, I ended up catching my heel in the grid and toppling forward straight into his path.
    Jacob dropped his briefcase and quickly caught me with his big , strong arms. I touched his chest and slowly inhaled his delicious scent as he lifted me flat against his torso. I noticed his disposition seemed to change and his appearance softened. He looked down and realised I must have hurt my leg, so he scooped me up with ease and carried me over to the bench.
    I watched Taylor trying to free my wedged heel , while Mr Green concentrated on checking me over for any injuries.
    “Hey sweetheart.” He had said in the most delicate voice I had ever heard.
    “Are you hurt anywhere?”
    He seemed very anxious in case I injured myself, me on the other hand, I felt ridiculous.
    “No , Jacob I’m okay, thank you for helping me. I’m just feeling a little foolish, we best let you go back to wherever you were heading. Taylor and I will sort my shoe out and if not I will just get another pair.”
    His shoulders slumped and he looked devastated.
    “Don’t be stupid , Ella; I’m not leaving you in this condition.” His voice came across as if I had insulted him. Heck, I remember him being extremely annoyed.
    Taylor came swaying and giggling over with half of my shoe in one hand and the heel in the other, trying to put them together, and completely missing with no luck. “I’m sorry angel; it’s the best I could do.”
    Jacob took my shoes from him then turned and gently lifted my chin so our eyes locked onto each other’s.
    “What size are these , sweetheart?”
    It took me a few seconds to take i n the entire scenario I was in.
    “Size 5,” I mumbled.
    Jacob observed the both of us with an anxious stare.
    “How many have you two had?” he ro ared which made us both giggle.
    I went to answer but Taylor had gotten there first . “Only a few bottles of wine to share and angel here wanted two double brandies. Apparently, she had a shit day in work.”
    I stiffened and glared at Taylor, I really didn’t want to discuss my day with Mr Green, especially after what they had conversed about me.
    “Is that so , sweetheart would you like to elaborate further?” I placed my head down and quivered, “no its fine, Jacob, just another day at work.”
    I remember glancing up towards hi m and wondering why, even when I am drunk, could he still make me feel that way around him.
    I looked around until I locked eyes with Taylor.
    “Taylor , please can we go home? I’m cold, hungry and hurt.”
    Jacob ’s eyes widened in shock and shot straight to me.
    “What? ”
    He quickly knelt back down and started examining my leg.
    “Hurt. What do you mean ? Are you in pain anywhere?”
    I glanced direct ly into his eyes and whispered.
    “I’m sorry , Jacob.”
    Taylor leant over and lifted me up into his arms. “It’s okay Mr Green, I’m staying at