Beauty by Christina Chiu

Author:Christina Chiu
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Santa Fe Writer's Project
Published: 2019-12-24T18:46:38+00:00

It’s spring, three months after I move in with William when Jeff finally puts his foot down and demands I tender my resignation, effective immediately. I meant to do it. I just couldn’t. But Jeff Jones, Inc. goes public soon. He needs to focus on the transition and he needs me to take full charge of Alex’s care. It’s Sunday, 10:30 PM. Alex is asleep in the boys’ bedroom, but Toby can’t sleep, and is now on the living room couch with the TV on. It’s been a recovery Sunday. William and I drank so much last night—he insisted on tequila shots after dinner—that I spent the day brain dead in bed. William surfed the internet, then finished some work. Since he’s in the shower, I take over his desk with my laptop.

Letter of resignation. How to start? Name, address, date. Space break. Manager’s name. Manager’s Position. Company name. Company address. Maggie’s the Buyer at Monarch who hires the Assistants. She and I hit it off during the interview, and even though I was older, she felt the responsibility factor and my fashion sense would more than compensate. She spent a lot more time training me than the others, familiarizing me with the label, company protocol, and understanding the target audience.

Maggie has the most amazing Asian eyes. Large and light brown, with a slight bluish rim around the corneas. I can only imagine the way they will look at me when she finds this letter on her desk.

Dear Maggie. No, too casual. Delete, delete, delete.

In the bathroom, the shower goes off. The shower curtain pulls aside. After a minute, William enters. Steam pours into the room. He rubs his hair with the towel, then tosses it onto the chair by the window. He knows I hate it when he does that. My work clothes are draped on the back of it. With something on top, especially something damp, my clothes will wrinkle. I get up from the desk to hang his towel back on the rack in the bathroom. He grabs me by the waist and tries to tug me onto the bed with him.

“Don’t,” I say, pushing away. “I have to write this.”

“Suit yourself.” He gets into bed directly behind me at the desk.

Dear Ms. Geller-Kitano, Please accept this as my letter of resignation effective

I check my calendar, find the date two weeks from Friday. When I finish the sentence, I draw a total blank as to what to write next. “Exactly how do you write one of these?” I ask.

“It’s easy,” he says, yawning. “Please accept this as my letter of resignation effective May 15th, yadda yadda yadda.”

“Yeah, I got the beginning part. It’s the yadda, yadda part I’m not sure about.” I turn around. He’s lying on top of the covers, naked, and with an erection.

Ugh. “The boys,” I hiss. What if they walk in?

“Nothing like danger.”

I turn back to the computer. I’m exhausted. The last thing I feel like having is sex.

“Just come to bed already. We can do that in the morning.

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