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The Empath's Mate novel Chapter 2

Summary for Chapter 2: The Empath's Mate

Chapter summary: Chapter 2 from the book The Empath's Mate by Lagetha Miller

Discover the most important events of Chapter 2, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel The Empath's Mate. With the engaging writing of Lagetha Miller, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

The next few days went by without any other notes. I was starting to think that someone did it just to see how I would react. I shoved it in the back of my mind and tried my best to forget about it. On my way onto campus the next day I parked in my usual spot and headed into the building.

"Good morning Jeremy!" I said noticing my favorite security guard. "What brings you here today? I thought you were on rotation for the Mathematics building this month."

"I go where I am needed." He joked posing in a superhero stance with his hands balled into fists on his hips. "I guess there is a bug going around." He shrugged chuckling to himself.

"Well I am happy to see you have avoided it so far. Don't forget lunch is on me today!" I reminded him as I headed down the hall.

Jeremy was always a ray of sunshine. We attended the same orientation when being hired by the university. He was married, his wife just a few years older than me. If I were to consider anyone a close friend, it was him. He never seemed to get irritated at my odd-ness. He was the one that mentioned I start running, his wife started to run as one of her therapy methods while battling post-partum depression.

I set my bag down at my desk before heading to the coffee station. There seemed to be more people than usual this early in the morning. I always preferred to work alone as much as possible, so I arrived around 7:30 AM when the rest of the staff came in around 9:00 AM. I signed as I approached the pot of coffee, the office gossip Jenny was going a hundred miles an hour about something.

"I am going to be his assistant for the next few days. I was selected by Mr. Sandstorm himself." She flipped the bottom of her hair like a teenager. Her voice was higher than the average pitch and reminded me of nails on a chalkboard. She looked me up and down as I reached for my mug before taking a step to the side and continuing.

"He is beyond handsome, so talented. Did you remember his collection being featured in last month's newsletter? I am going to try to get a personal viewing." She said winking.

"Sorry, but who is coming?" I said trying to be friendly.

"You didn't hear?" She looked at me dumbfounded.

"No, that is why I am asking." I said less friendly.

"You don't need to get an attitude about it." Jenny scoffed. "Nikola Seeds is coming!" She squealed.

"I have heard stories about him..." I said aloud contributing to the gossip without realizing it. "One of my contacts over in England said he slept with than fired 3 assistants in a week!" I didn't realize how loud I was speaking until Jenny's eyes widened.

I didn't need to turn around to know that either someone important or the man himself was standing behind me. I ignored Jenny's stare and finished stirring my sugar into my coffee before tossing the stick into the trash to my right. Without turning around, I smiled at Jenny as if nothing happened and walked over to my desk.

Typically, when I sit down I spend a few minutes getting things set up, due to my slip of the tongue and the possibilities of company arriving I threw my laptop open and started it, while burning my mouth on my coffee. I jumped up while I forced the burning down my throat and into my chest. I went to take a step backwards and tripped as I sensed someone behind me.

Steady arms gripped both my elbows to steady me. I could feel a weird heat coming from behind me when I realized we were both standing there frozen. I could smell the forest which seemed strange being inside the office. My brain turned back on and I jumped again slightly.

"I am so sorry! Thank you. Hot coffee!" I was breathless trying to get everything out.

I had no idea why I did that. I never invited anyone to lunch especially the new additions to the office. I always assumed the quicker they got to know me the sooner they grew more distant. I wondered from time to time if I was the cause, if in I was distancing myself from the outside world. I heard my co-worker who shared a wall with me choke on her coffee after I asked. It was quiet for a minute; he was waiting for me to meet his gaze.

"Please do not feel obligated." I said finally meeting his eyes. I could see raw emotions in him, he was not hiding anything. He seemed to have a strong aura around him, a strange power was radiating. I was mesmerized, my trance-like state removed everything around me. It was just him and I, frozen in time.

"Unfortunately, I have plans for lunch already."

"That's too bad." I sounded truly disappointed and I realized I needed to recover. What was I doing? "Well, if you need anything, you know where to find me. I have a conference in a few minutes I need to prepare for. If Jenny is no longer at the cart, you can follow her voice. It was nice meeting you." I giggled. Diverting my attention to the computer and arranging my presentation.

He chuckled nervously saying something that I didn't catch before walking away. He had stolen my attention and I could not remember what the conference was about or if I even had one. All my senses were still wanting him. He was so nice to look at, his voice was the best sexy-actor voice, but it was natural. That warmth that I could sense drove me wild. I shook my thoughts pulling up my calendar.

I was correct and I had a zoom meeting in 15 minutes. After I was ready to go, I looked down at the clock noticing I had just enough time to run to the rest room before I had to sign on. I always logged on 5 minutes prior because I hated being late. When I came back and sat down at the computer, I had a message blinking from the new head of the department.

Your meeting has been cancelled this morning; I cleared your schedule. My office asap please.

I was nervous on my way to the director's office. His last day is today so I am not sure what is going on, sweat starts to form on the base of the back of my neck. I took a deep breath before knocking on his office door.

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