Jingle Bells

Baby all i want for Christmas is you...

Baby all I want for Christmas is you...

He rolls his eyes as he walks back over to his desk. "Nina!" he calls, somehow hopeful that she'll be able to hear him over this god-awful Christmas music from wherever she is in his massive office building. She should be in her office right next to his. But, of course she isn't. Sighing, he runs a tired hand over his face and presses the call button on his desk that calls her Bluetooth but she walks into his office before he gets the chance.

I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need...

"My god, Nina. Turn that off!" he exclaims. "And where the hell have you been?! I hired you to be my assistant, not to run around the building like it's a playground!"

Nini sighs and turns off the radio. "Mr. Bowen, I was just trying to spread the Christmas spirit. And I was getting your coffee. Black." She hands him his mug, muttering, "like your soul" as an afterthought.

He takes the coffee and takes a sip, making a face. "It's too hot."

"Mr. Bowen, I'm not perfect. It'll cool off."

"Just leave"

Nini purses her lips and walks out of his office, her heels clicking on the pristine tile floor. Ricky hired her as his assistant about two months ago. He thought she'd be focused and hardworking, but she's a complete airhead who cannot cease to annoy the ever-lasting crap out of him. He thinks she's far too cheery, and her voice is like nails on a chalkboard to him. The only thing he thinks she's capable of is organizing her junk, so he keeps her around.

What he didn't realize hiring her, however, was that she is an avid Christmas lover. As soon as Thanksgiving was over, she started playing Christmas music in his office, adding peppermint sticks to his hot chocolates, and filling his mint jar with red and green Hershey's kisses. She insisted on a Christmas tree in the office, and while he has the complete authority to deny her, she has this look that even he can't say no to. It frustrates him beyond belief.

He's a couple of years older than her, and clearly wiser. She's naive, giggly, obnoxious, and annoying. Unfortunately, no one else applied to be his assistant, so even if she wasn't semi-good at her job, he'd have to keep her.

"Oh, and Mr. Bowen?" She pops her head in his door.

"Yes?" He answers coldly.

"Call me Nini." A smile, a wave, and then she's gone.

He takes another sip of his coffee, which still proves to be too hot, and basically sears all his tastebuds off. He swallows it quickly and starts coughing uncontrollably before cursing his assistant under his breath.

He honestly has no idea what he's going to do with her.

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