Curse of the Moon

BEAU

I needed help. I mean that more than in a business sense. I needed help with what happens to me, the thing that no one knows about. So I made my butler Grey make an appointment to interview a new personal assistant. “We have 42 interviews today, sir.” I swear it went on all day. All of them looked the same sounded the same.

“Yes, I can keep a secret.”

“I have to me here at what time?”

“I only get up after 7.”

All of them blond and skinny. I wanted someone different, someone who would stand out. Then she walked through the doors, someone who did not look like the rest.

“I’m sorry madam, Mr. Daveys is done for the day, I don't believe he will see you. You must go now.”

“No Grey, I will see her today. Let her in,” I say to him before closing the door in her face.

“But sir, you were going to retire for the day,” Grey says with a stern look on his face, standing right in front of me, speaking so quietly so she won’t hear.

“It’s okay. Can I reschedule my interview please?” she says in a soft voice.

“Nonsense, I will see you today. Please come in and wait in my office.” I smell her scent. It’s vanilla. She has brown glowing skin and shoulder length brown hair. She has a curvy figure that is so new to me.

As I interview her, I begin to realize that she is soft, gentle and always nervous. “My name D’nai. I’m 24. I think I would be good at this job because I am organized and pay attention to detail.” I listen but I know she doesn’t pay that much to detail, but she is organized.

“Can you be here at 7?”

“Yes I can, that perfect!”

“You’re hired.”

“Really, thank you so much! When do I start?”

“Tomorrow morning at 7 AM on the dot, and not a minute later.” She is so excited.

“Thank you Mr. Daveys see you tomorrow.”

6:50 and I am waiting in my office. I am confident that she can handle the business aspect of this job but I don’t know if she can handle the rest of it.

6:57, she walks through the door. “Ms. Samore, right this way, please.” I hear Grey directing her to my office.

“Mr. Daveys, your new assistant is here.”

“Good morning Ms. Samore…”

“You can call me D’nai.”

“Fine. D’nai. The first thing I will have you do is, go to Starbucks across town and get two caramel macchiatos and two croissants. Then you are to drop this off and then get the ticket number from Grey and retrieve my dry cleaning, then pick up the financial report from my financial advisor and bring that back to me. Do you think you can do that within an hour?”

“An hour? Can’t I have some more time?” She looks at me with such concern.

“No. Get going.” She leaves in such a rush.

She comes back with my Starbucks order in thirty minutes. She leaves in a bigger rush than the first time. Soon she comes back with my clothes and my report with ten minutes to spare. Impressive.

“Good. It is 7:50. Go and type these transcripts for me.”

“Okay.” D’nai looks so tired and hungry.

“And here,” I gave her the other macchiato and croissants. "You did good today.”

"Thank you Mr. Daveys.”

"Call me sir.”

"Yes sir.” She leaves to go handle her newly given assignment. Three hours later she comes in with printed notes of the transcripts. Then I realize the moon has come up and it was time to send her home.

I look at her. “Time to go. I will take you home.”