Carly had been spending later and later at the office every night, living o caffeine and take out. She knew her internship was going to be up for review in a few months and she needed to impress if she wanted to be made a full time editor. She had been so busy, she hadn't even noticed Benjamin's letter sitting on her desk in work for a number of days.
"Is there a reason you aren't opening that letter?" A co-worker asked one morning as Carly stared at her mildly dazed before her attention tion flew to the package. She picked it up gripping it tightly to her chest. "It has important results in it... I'm waiting for the right time" she lied quickly before she shoved it in to her handbag to be devoured later on.
After reading the letter she couldn't wipe the smile of her face, and tucked the excerpt in to her bedside locker for later on. She was happy to read he was making some progress, and even happier to see him sign off as Benji- she didn't even realise he had picked up on her little name for him, and she hoped he didn't mind.
My Benji,
I hope you don't mind being called that... It was a silly pet name I had for you when we first started writing... I don't know how it slipped out. It must have seemed terribly unprofessional at the time. Although I must admit, I always found it difficult to remain composed around you... And I still do.
Perhaps I should let you alone for a while, to write in peace? As much as I adore hearing from you, I certainly do not wish to corrupt your progress.
Please do not remain with MacMillan if just for me... If you feel somebody else better represents your brand I do suggest branching out- both Karen and MacMillan will survive without.
I have not yet read the excerpt you sent, but I can assure you it will be put in to good use once I go to bed tonight. I must ask... Do you prefer Red or Black lace? Or perhaps something else? I long to leave you speechless the next time we meet.
Your Carly x
@ A Drop On the Window
"Is there a reason you aren't opening that letter?" A co-worker asked one morning as Carly stared at her mildly dazed before her attention tion flew to the package. She picked it up gripping it tightly to her chest. "It has important results in it... I'm waiting for the right time" she lied quickly before she shoved it in to her handbag to be devoured later on.
After reading the letter she couldn't wipe the smile of her face, and tucked the excerpt in to her bedside locker for later on. She was happy to read he was making some progress, and even happier to see him sign off as Benji- she didn't even realise he had picked up on her little name for him, and she hoped he didn't mind.
My Benji,
I hope you don't mind being called that... It was a silly pet name I had for you when we first started writing... I don't know how it slipped out. It must have seemed terribly unprofessional at the time. Although I must admit, I always found it difficult to remain composed around you... And I still do.
Perhaps I should let you alone for a while, to write in peace? As much as I adore hearing from you, I certainly do not wish to corrupt your progress.
Please do not remain with MacMillan if just for me... If you feel somebody else better represents your brand I do suggest branching out- both Karen and MacMillan will survive without.
I have not yet read the excerpt you sent, but I can assure you it will be put in to good use once I go to bed tonight. I must ask... Do you prefer Red or Black lace? Or perhaps something else? I long to leave you speechless the next time we meet.
Your Carly x
@ A Drop On the Window
April 24th, 2019 at 03:33am