Devin watched as Stacey made a hasty exit after the meeting concluded. It didn't surprise him since his original plan had been to do the same. The only problem was she beat him to it. So instead he stood still as she walked off and stuck next to Desman. The two looked around at the other first years that one by one give a courteous nod or wave as they left to go find their desks or current work stations. While they waited for the room to clear the two young men had a short conversation that, while not holding many words, had plenty of information.
Desman was the one to start. “So do you still…”
“You have to be joking.” Devin said with a scoff.
“Yea, but she is pretty…” Desman mused.
“You aren’t making this easier.” Devin contorted.
“Me? Hey it is her who you still…”
“That joke is getting old.” Devin said.
The conversation was over now and the two were now alone in the room. It took them a moment until they realized this and once they did they both wore rather large grins. Desman made his way around the large table and started to stand at the opposing head of the table. He leaned forward like the CEO of a corporation and looked across at his friend. “You know one of these days I am going to run a law firm like this.” His tone was very straight and held no waver in the words. It was a very determined statement which Desman meant with all his force of will.
“I have no doubt in my mind that day will be soon. But for now my good friend.” Devin said walking towards him and then showing the way to the door with a sweeping motion with his arm. “I do believe we need to find out who we are going to be getting coffee for, for the next several months.” Of course talking about moving towards their desks which would be found in the central section of the floor they were on. A few steps out the door of the conference room and the two men quickly saw how much chaos there was in the firm. People with more files than they could hold seemed to weaving in and out of traffic heading towards whatever desk needed the papers.
Finally the two made it to the hive, the nickname they head other people call the first year cubicles. Before he even turned the corner Devin felt a slight chill run down his spin. At first he thought it might be from seeing so many of the folders and files making their way towards the first year desks, but when he finally saw the area where he was going to be working he figured out where the feeling had originated. Being the last two of the first years to arrive it was obvious from the two empty desks left which were Desman and which was Devin’s.
Looking over and seeing how perfectly right in front of Stacey’s desk his was Devin couldn’t curse the person who assigned the desk seat enough. It was going to be enough of a challenge dealing with the fact that they would be in the same city and building, but to have to work close enough to hear her type was torture. He then saw the laptop on his desk and smiled. No matter what I can just focus on my work and let nothing distract me from her end.
Hearing Desman start to giggle like a silly little boy made Devin try and challenge his own better judgment as he walked to his desk. He looked over at Stacey who had already gotten busy with the work in front of her. One look was all it took for him to start thinking very dangerous thoughts such as how much he loved her hair. The brown was just as wonderful as her eyes. Devin you sniveling little puppy Devin thought to himself. He rolled his eyes at himself and finally sat down.
Instantly flipping the laptop up and watching it boot he couldn’t help but once again caving into his own deeper desire and took a look towards Stacey at her desk. He then shot his gaze back down to his laptop. An internal pep talk was quickly given which returned Devin to a much firmer grasp of his body and mental motives. It wasn’t long before he was hard at work and only occasionally stealing a look towards Stacey.