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Reunited and It Kind of Feels Good [NightStalker&SHARPii]

Henry's mind had been racing no sooner the package had been delivered to her. Having had breakfast, showered and changed into his usual work attire consisting of a tie, white shirt, black trousers he had just grabbed his jacket and was about to get in his car when the phone rang. Looking at the number on the screen it was not one he recognised as he started up his car and began to speak.

"Good Morning Henry here, who is this "
 
The minute he answered, her heart skipped a beat. It was a while before she answered nad she swallowed hard, unsure what to say. "Henry..." She began, biting her lower lip. "I-It's Darla...Darla Everwood." She spoke and swallowed hard. Her name never changed. She was stil the same her and she looked the same from high school just more older and fully bloomed.
 
Henry had begun the short trip to work when he heard the stammered out words from the other end of the phone, a huge smile crossed his face. She would have received the gifts but had she opened them and how did she track him down so fast. All minor details as of now he mused.

"Darla it is a pleasure to hear your sweet sexy voice again, hope you like those gifts. Do no make plans for your weekend, that will be our time if you remember what that day is"
 
A smile came to her face when he spoke and she bit her lower lip. She couldn't believe it. She was talking to him again, they were talking, they had actually slept together again and it was him. With a soft sigh, she nodded. "Of course I remember. I won't book anything for that weekend. That's our weekend." It was like they never had broken up at all. While on the phone, she started to unwrap the gifts, swearing she would have and almost started to cry but she did her best to stay calm. "The gifts..they'r so beautiful. Thank you."
 
Henry listened to her voice, images from the past came flooding back to him. The only thing they could not take from him were those. Hearing the rustling of the paper he knew she had just opened the gifts, he could just imagine the rosiness of her cheeks when she saw the lingerie. Grinning now as he parked in his usual spot he shut off the engine, his heart racing slightly as he spoke.

"Good to hear that Darla, again i will say enjoy those gifts and look forward to a very special weekend together"
 
Smiling gently she brought her knees to her chest and sighed softly. "So like...when will we meet?" She asked. "I mean will we meet at the agency or at my college or at your work, or what" She wasn't sure and while she was excited for it, she wanted it to be the weekend already so she could see him again and this time have more of a loving time together.
 
Listening to an absorbing all of her questioning words he laughed softly and tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel. His eyes moved towards the door of his office building as he got out of his car, briefcase in one hand and phone in the other he began to enter.

"Darla i would like to pick you up from your dorm room"
 
She nearly squealed and had to cover her motuh to stop herself from getting too happy. Inside she was still her dorky little self . He had always intimidated her. Made her blood boil and he was still as fine as he was during high school. "Alrighty. So I will see you then. You know where Westmont College is right?" It really was just in the city, so right there.
 
He heard her words and nodded as he slowly ascended the flight of stairs to his office, pushing open his door he dropped his briefcase onto the large black leather couch. Sitting down at his desk he laughed softly and spoke even quieter.

"So Darla what you wearing right now"
 
She blushed a little bit and even giggled. "Jammies. I have class. I will talk to you later." She shut the phone and just lay down on her side, so happy and giddy. She felt seventeen all over again. Getting up, she went in for a shower and then changed into jeans and a shirt and grabbed her bag and went off to English. She was taking many courses in the english department.
 
Hearing the giggle and her words he grinned and stretched his legs out more. Sighing on the inside as she hung up the phone he checked his emails before standing up and striding down to the small cafeteria room. Heading back to his office with coffee it was almost the happiest he had ever been in his life so far. All of it had been made better by meeting her last night.
 
Throughout the day she was very happy. SHe was always answering questions in her classes, raising her hand, being on the ball and it all because she found him. SHe never did like that they were broken up but not it was like they never were and they were just reunited again. Boy did it feel so good.
 
His day was very busy which was good and bad, good that he kept busy so as not to dwell too much on things but also bad as it left him little time to really prepare what he wanted to for the weekend. The afternoon became slightly less strenuous and tense for him, using that time to make a few phone calls and get certain deliveries made to his house. At around 7pm he eventually left his office and headed home, grabbing a quick bite to eat on the way home along with something to drink.
 
As the classes were coming to an end that day, Darla went back to her dorm and got dressed and went to the agency. She was booked all week--not including weekends--and even though she didn't want to be doing this since Henry was back in her life, she felt it necessary since she depended on its income from prostitution. Sadly though, her client was a no show so she missed out on a good payment that night. After she left the agency, she went to get some food, ate at the place since she changed into some more casual clothes. For some reason, she didn't feel like going to her dorm right now.
 
Arriving home he loosened his tie no sooner he had walked in the front door, almost seconds later he had the bottle open drinking from it. Tonight a good drink would help him from the troubles of the day, last night she had and he had thoroughly enjoyed it. He wanted more but would wait until the weekend for that. Relaxing on his bed he watched some tv, late movie before crashing around 4am.
 
Once she got back to her dorm, she couldn't sleep until it was about two or three AM. With a soft sigh, she lay in bed, restless and unable to sleep peacefully. How could she when this weekend would be the greatest of her life. SHe couldn't wait at all and if she had her way, she'd be in his arms already, making up and catching up for lost time.
 
Henry woke around 6am to the sound of his phone ringing, answering it he was showered and dressed in no time flat. He had forgot about the meeting set up with the new client today. Preparations still needed to be made or else he might not be able to represent himself properly. Sighing on the inside as he entered his office he really did need a good secretary to help him out.
 
That morning, she had some official business to do. When she got to the agency, she turned in her resignation and got her last payment which was more than enough to really last the entire year. She'd miss big paychecks like this but she still did have her corporal history. She could apply for jobs in offices and businesses and no one would really have to know about her prostitution background. Once she got home after depositing that check into the bank, she sat at the computer and began to type up her resume. Today was job hunting.
 
Henry made sure everything was set, grabbing himself a cup of coffee as he glanced at his watch. Still had at least twenty minutes to wait before his client was due to show up. Making a few notes in his small diary he glanced at his phone, having put it on silent ring and sighed on the inside. No messages to check, guess that could also mean no bad news to befall his day.

The meeting went well and at around 2pm he decided to head home. Extra money would be coming in now with this extra client and he was overjoyed until his phone rang for several seconds. Head was clouded as he tried to decipher what had just been said. Pulling over near home he took it all in but could not believe the man he had helped not only destroy but put in jail had been found dead in his cell. No one could prove it was the guard on duty just hunches.
 
Of course she didn't know that the first stop on her agenda was Henry's work. When she walked in and looking good for an interview, she checked in with the receptionist. "Hi. I have an interview with the high man I guess, about the secretary job?" She had a folder in her hands with her resume and letters of recommendations and such. She was ready for this. For a new start, a better life and to be taken more seriously now.
 
The next phone call set his mind reeling, how could he have left the office without meeting the prospective applicant. Driving back to work as fast as he safely could he sighed every now and then. He had tried using three agencies before and none of them had sent anyone even half decent for the job, so he had thrown it open to newspapers etc to advertise the position. Arriving back at work and using the other lift he grabbed a fresh coffee and ran fingers through his hair, using the pager to let the front receptionist know he would see the applicant. A few minutes later he smiled as the door was opened.
 
Once checked in, and after the receptionist was paged that he was back, Darla was let right up, to take the elevator. Once she got to his floor, she walked to his door which she assumed was his office given the fact his office title was on the door. Approaching it, she took in a deep breath and then knocked on the door, before opening it and seeing who it was. Tilting her head, s he saw it was Henry and then walked back out, shutting the door. No way...! She held the door knob and looked down then at his door, seeing his name in small font. Sighing, she cleared her throat and walked right back in, and looked at him. "Hi." She exhaled as she said hi.
 
He watched the door open further, did not get a good enough glimpse to work out who it was before noticing the door shut. Several seconds later the door opened again, this time his eyes meeting hers as he heard her words. His heart raced as he could not believe that she had answered the ad. Motioning for her to sit down on the seat opposite him he spoke.

"Hi Darla nice to see you again, do you have a current resume"
 
Moving to the chair, she sat down before him and put her bag on the ground next to her leg. Nodding, s he opened the manila file folder and took out a current resume and handed it to him. She didn't of course include her prostitution gig. that'd either get her hired for the wrong reason or just have her kicked out immediately since s he was sure they didn't want to take...whores.
 
Henry smiled and watched her walk across towards his desk, sit down before handing him the resume. Taking it his eyes briefly met hers, he could tell she was nervous. Reading over it he leaned back slightly in his chair and smiled a lot more, taking a few sips of his coffee before speaking.

"Darla very impressive indeed."
 
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