Chapter 2 THE MEETING

LUCA'S POV

I was unconsciously touching my "wedding ring" on my ring finger while thinking of the beautiful face with hazel brown upturned eyes, plump lips, and small pointy nose with her long black wavy hair.

A wide and sweet smile showed on my face without me realizing it.

Then I heard a knocking sound at the frosted glass door that pulled me back to my senses.

My smile disappeared as I turned to look at the opening door. There came Jaime, my best buddy since birth, and a co-worker as well. Behind him is an unfamiliar woman who looks really familiar.

"Why are you smiling like that? It's creepy, man," he said while scrunching his nose.

"Bastard you! I wasn't smiling." I said looking at him and then to this unfamiliar woman behind him, yet it really felt like she was familiar.

"Language, please!" he paused to look at her then continued, "Anyway, this is Fyon Scott. Our new --''

My body flinched when he introduced her to me. I wasn't able to hear the last words he was saying and I have no idea why but I kept on staring at her.

Jaime continued talking. "Hey, dude! You're scaring your new Producer. Quit it!" Then he moved, blocking me as if he's trying to hide her from me, or more like trying to protect her from me.

I stepped back and apologized immediately. "Oh no, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?" and she answered, "No..." with a very confused facial expression. "Faun, right?" I added, stretching out my arm for a handshake.

With a charming smile, she answered, "Close. Fyon." and then she accepted my handshake.

Scratching my nape, "Right, sorry. Fyon." I embarrassingly nodded my head and continued, "I'm sorry but have we met? I'm pretty sure we've met before."

Jaime cut in and chuckled, "Hey, you are such a fox!"

His remark made me let go of her hand and said, "No, I'm serious. I think we have, I've met you somewhere." Curiosity was written on my face accompanied by an insisting tone.

"Maybe. She works in the Movie Department. She just transferred here, temporarily. Remember I told you we needed a substitute Media Producer." said Jaime.

"Oh, so you work here as well? Why move here to Production Department? I mean, the pay is much higher in there, right?" I asked, still looking into her eyes.

"Well, yes. They pay much higher, but I have personal matters to tend to, and I still need money for my expenses." she replied.

Not able to stop my meddlesome self, I asked, "Personal matters, eh? Family? Or are you perhaps, getting married?" but before she could answer my question, my best friend chipped in with a chuckle.

He was half seated at my table with his arms crossed. "Not her, but her sister," he said while tapping his left pointer finger on his right arm.

And I knew exactly what he meant by doing that.

I gave him a glance before looking at Fyon and said, "Of course. By the way, I will ask one of our Program Researchers to help you familiarize yourself with the show." Then I walked her towards the door and called the Researcher.

"Alright, thank you," she said smiling but confusion is still evident on her face.

Fyon went out of the office and after closing the door, I let a big sigh of relief out of my body. I turned around to look at Jaime with shame on my face.

"Man, what the heck was that?" he asked, still sitting leisurely on my table. I know exactly what he was talking about.

I walked to him excitedly but with a bewildered tone, "Didn't she look familiar to you?"

"I don't know, man," he answered.

"She's really familiar, man. I just can't figure it out, but it seems like I've met her before."

He didn't say anything for a moment, he was just ridiculing me. "I don't know, man. Or maybe, you have, because she works here like you." Then he looked at my hand, "And what the hell is that?" pointing at the ring on my ring finger.

Shrugged my shoulders and replied, "I remember you said that we are hiring a temporary worker from another department, so I decided to put it on."

Jaime's facial reaction was unreadable. "Why?"

"So, they won't make a move on me." Then I sat on my chair and winked at him.

"Yeah right! What an ass! Anyway, I'm heading out to check the setup in studio 8."

"Shoot! I totally forgot about the approved scripts. I'm going with you." I said while grabbing the script folder on my table.

Patting my arm, he said, "Are you serious? You're too occupied with your "Fyon thoughts." showing the quote signs with his fingers while laughing.