"Please, please,please, pretty pretty please?"

Claire's constant pleas were driving Emily insane. She had spent her first week at Redwood Inc, learning the specs of her job, and being a tour guide to the new interns. The latter of which usually consisted of the whole group getting lost since she only had one day on them. It was a fun learning experience for them as they were all training for similar jobs.

"No Claire, why don't you do it?" She asked irritated that her friend had not given up yet.

"I did, my boss read it and told me to find EJ again. I thought it was good, look." Claire handed her the rejected letter.

All week she had pestered Emily for a  new letter to Mr Billionaire, but once her friend refused Claire took it upon herself to write the letter.

Unfortunately her boss saw it was not the same person and threatened to take her off the project if she could not produce an authentic EJ letter.

Dear Mr Hottie Billionaire,
Emily grimaced at her friend's introduction. She could see why it was rejected and it was only the first few words.

I have been watching you this past month, and let me tell you, you are absolutely breathtaking. I keep getting lost in the chocolate pools you call eyes, and find myself daydreaming of being crushed by your arms.

Emily stopped, unsure of what she had just read. Crushed by your arms?

"Claire, what is this? You sound almost stalker, 'I love the way you drink your coffee' ?" Emily questioned as she finished the letter. It didn't get any better if anything it got worse, and she could see why her friend's boss had rejected it.

"Hey, I just followed what you did the first time and talked about random things. Not my fault all I could think of was his good looks" Claire defended plucking the letter out of her hands and tucking it into a binder.

Emily shook her head, as much as she didn't want to do it she knew she didn't have much of a choice. It was only a letter, and nobody but her and Claire knew who EJ was.

Blake was a nervous mess as he rung the doorbell. He heard the locks turn and the door slowly opened, revealing a half asleep Daliah. The glare she sent him did not go unnoticed as he squeezed thru the small opening she left for him.

"It's eight am, on a Saturday. This better be good." Her straight face and cold demeanor, did nothing to help his already out of control nerves. Sweat began to form as he struggled to form a sentence.

"I uh..I spoke to Mary again...and she...uhh...she said I could...Uhh." He stumbled with his words trying to organize his thoughts. "Mary said I could watch Kenny today, since he wanted to go to the aquarium and you guys have to take Mila to get her shots." He stated quickly.

Daliah gave him a cold look,  it was the same one she used on employees and investors when she wanted something done. It was also a look Blake would never get used to receiving.

"She told me. This better not be another date you are trying to get our of Blake, what kind of example are you setting for Kenny?" She asked pulling open the closet door and handing him a backpack "He should be down any minute, don't feed him sugar before bed, and please do not let him out of your sight." She begged as a small blond head made its way down the stairs.

"Uncle Blake! My mama said we were having a sleepover!" The boy exclaimed with a big smile on his face. Blake couldn't help but smile back, they were going to the aquarium, and he might also have another date to get out of.

"Yes we are, let's go big guy, we have a long weekend ahead of us."

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Super short filler. Just had to get this out of the way.