A Christmas Proposal: A Hidden Threat Short Story (7 page)

At six o’clock, Lisa’s cell buzzed. Looking down at her phone, she saw she had a text message. “Five minutes.”

After shutting everything down, she grabbed her purse and hurried to the elevator. When it reached the ground floor, she stepped over to the stairwell that led to the parking garage. Almost everyone had gone home already, and each step she took with her heels echoed around her. 

She walked down the single flight of stairs and stepped out into the garage when hands grabbed her upper arms and turned her, pushing her back against the cement wall. 

“You took too long.”

“You’re just impatient,” she said softly as she ran her eyes down his face, lingering on his lips. 

Jason just grunted before crashing his mouth to hers.  His hands moved to her waist as he roughly pressed his body into hers, his tongue taking possession of her mouth. Lisa wrapped her leg around his and pressed against him to create as much friction as she could. 

By the time they came up for air, they were both panting. Jason’s hands moved to cup her breast as his mouth shifted to her neck. “I’ve missed you.”

“You saw me this morning,” she panted.

“Too long,” he moaned.

Lisa bit her bottom lip and gave him a little shove before slipping out of his grasp. Backing away, she looked at him through hooded lashes. “See you at my place.”

Jason watched her get into her car and drive away before walking to his own vehicle and following her. 

Cali turned the water off, let her robe fall to the floor, and stepped into the bath. As she sank down into the warm water full of bubbles, she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and sighed. It’d been too long since she’d taken a bubble bath. One didn’t get much opportunity for a comfortable soak in Africa. 

The bubbles swirled around her, and she let her mind drift over her day, specifically, to her meeting with Matthew Andersen. It was shocking to her to find out that Stanton Enterprises, a company that manufactured medical equipment and shipped it all over the world, including foreign countries—like the one she’d just spent two years of her life in—that couldn’t afford it, was under attack. Literally. 

Mr. Andersen informed her that for the last two years, shipments on their way to hospitals and major medical facilities had been stolen. It started just after the company began receiving harassing letters from a group who didn’t feel enough was being done in third world countries. The problem came when the shipments from paying customers were sabotaged; it caused the shipments to non-paying customers to decrease. Obviously, the people behind the threats and violence didn’t understand that concept. 

This was a minor problem, compared to the next bomb he’d dropped. Starting about six months ago, her father began receiving personal threats of his own. They ran along the same lines as the threats to the company, such as “you’re not doing enough to help” and “you will be held responsible.” According to Matthew Andersen, there had been no physical violence against her father, but he wasn’t willing to bet that would hold true indefinitely. Apparently, the letters had escalated as of late. 

And if that wasn’t enough, there was Matthew Andersen himself. What in the world was that today? As he spoke, all she could focus on was his mouth. It certainly wasn’t his words that held her attention. It was his lips. She had the strongest desire to know what they would feel like pressed against hers. 

She had to use every bit of will power she possessed in order to pay attention. Cali knew she had to get a hold of herself. He worked for her. Well, he worked for her father and, in turn, for her for the next three months. 

She sank down in the tub and let the water engulf her entire body, leaving only her head above the surface. Maybe she was over analyzing the connection with Matthew Andersen. She was a normal healthy female after all, and he was a very attractive man. 

By the time Cali got out of the tub, she’d nearly convinced herself she was blowing the meeting and her body’s reaction out of proportion. But, as she drifted off to sleep, she dreamed of crystal blue eyes.

The next morning, Matthew went through his normal routine, making sure there weren’t any incidents overnight. He did a quick sweep of the security tapes and looked over the night watchman’s notes. Everything appeared to be in order, nothing out of the ordinary as far as he could tell. 

    Making his way into his office, he sat down at the computer and reviewed his to-do list. At the top was a note to show Cali Stanton around the building. He needed to verify her security code was functioning properly and make sure she knew how to access the areas she might need. Looking at his watch, he realized it was just now seven thirty. The chances that she was already here were slim, but he figured he didn’t have anything to lose. He picked up the phone and punched in Lisa’s number. Surely she’d be in this early. 

The phone rang ten times. He was about to hang up when she answered. 

“Hello?” 

“Lisa?” Matthew asked. She sounded out of breath. “Is everything alright?” 

He heard her giggle. “Yeah. Everything’s fine.” 

Confused, he asked again, “Are you sure? Do you need me to come up there?” 

“No!” she said a bit louder than normal, and he heard her take another breath. “No,” she said more calmly. “Really Matthew, I’m fine.” Then she seemed to get her bearings. “What can I help you with this morning? As much as I love to hear your voice, you don’t normally call to chat.” 

He could hear the smile in her voice and knew that whatever was going on with her this morning, she wasn’t in any danger. “I need Ms. Stanton for about three hours at some point today so that I can walk her through the building’s security. Do you think you could clear some time in her schedule?” 

She was quiet for several minutes. He could hear her fingers clicking away at the keyboard. “It looks like she should have some time around ten. Would that work?” 

Checking his schedule, he answered, “That should be fine.” 

“Anything else?” 

“No. Thank you, Lisa. I’ll see you at ten.” Before he could say anything more, the phone went dead. 

Shaking his head at her odd behavior, he turned back to his computer and focused on the logistics for Friday’s shipment. This needed to go without a hitch. It was their third attempt at the same delivery. If it didn’t get to its destination soon, the receiving hospital would most likely start looking for another supplier. Matthew wasn’t willing to let happen. 

Lisa placed the phone back in its cradle as gently as she could, considering her distraction. Jason currently had one hand snaking up her leg under her skirt and the other brushing the small hairs at the base of her neck, making her shiver. This was dangerous. Cali could walk in on them at any minute. “Jason?” 

“Hmm?” he mumbled as his lips began nipping on her neck, her ear. 

She couldn’t take it and leaned back into him. His hand was just inches from the heat between her legs. They couldn’t do this here. She couldn’t understand what it was about this man that made her ready for him at a moment’s notice. All he had to do was touch her, and her body went up in flames. “We need to stop, Jason. We…someone could…” 

Lisa couldn’t get out the rest.

When the bell on the elevator dinged, Jason instantly removed his hands and took a step back. With only seconds to right her appearance, Lisa quickly sat down behind her desk. She was still trying to adjust her clothing as the elevator doors opened and Cali stepped through. 

“Good morning, Cali,” Lisa said with the best smile she could muster. Just what she didn’t need, her boss finding her making out with her—boyfriend? That was as good a term as any, she supposed. 

Cali crossed the large lobby, stopping right in front of Lisa’s desk. She reached out her hand to Jason. “Hello.” She smiled. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Cali Stanton.” 

Jason took her hand in greeting.
So this is Alvin’s daughter
, he thought. She wasn’t what he’d expected. Cali was pretty with wavy red hair and deep brown eyes. Not at all his type, but he wasn’t blind. Her handshake was firm but still feminine, and she didn’t flinch at his obvious appraisal. Maybe he’d been wrong about the princess. “Jason Andersen. Nice to meet you.” 

Cali paused a minute, and he could see the wheels turning in her head. “You work in security too, right?” 

Jason smiled. “Yes.” 

Cali quickly looked over at Lisa and then back to Jason. “Is everything alright?” she asked with an edge in her voice. Jason’s eyes darted to Lisa hoping they hadn’t been found out. Though, he’d learned a long time ago not to assume, so he just waited her out. “Did something happen? Is that why you’re here so early in the morning?” 

Jason breathed an internal sigh of relief. “Oh, no. I just happened to run into Lisa on my way in this morning and helped her carry some files.” 

“Well, I guess a thank you is in order.”

“Yes. Well…um. I should be getting downstairs. It was nice meeting you, Ms. Stanton.” 

“You too,” she answered before he walked to the elevators.

Cali watched him retreat before turning back to her assistant. “So…”

Lisa took one look at Cali and had to look away. Her boss knew or suspected at the least. This was horrible. She and Jason had been seeing each other for over two months, and Alvin hadn’t caught on, but his daughter saw them together for less than five minutes and knew. 

Before Cali could ask, Lisa changed the subject. “You have a meeting with the board at nine this morning. I laid all the information you’ll need to know on your desk for you to review. And Matthew Andersen needs a few hours with you to go over security, so I blocked out your schedule from ten to two. I figured you’d need to catch lunch at some point. And then there’s your meeting with Mr. Carson at three to go over the financials.” When she finally did look up at Cali, the woman looked defeated, and the day hadn’t started yet. “You’ll be fine.”

Cali took a deep breath. “Yeah. I’ll be fine.” 

She turned, walked into her office, and closed the door. Cali knew she needed to go over the files on her desk before the board meeting so she’d know what she was talking about, the pile of folders visible from where she stood. But, the only thing she could think about was seeing Matthew Andersen again. 

Knowing she would spend three hours with him today was tearing at her weak assurances to herself that she’d imagined her reaction to him yesterday. No, she couldn’t think about that. It wasn’t as bad as she’d made it out to be. It couldn’t be. She’d been attracted to men she worked with before and was able to block it from her mind and control her body’s responses so she could work with them. She could do the same thing now. Squaring her shoulders, she moved to her desk and began looking over the information for her morning meeting. She would treat Matthew Andersen like any other employee. She would.