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"Mr. Wilson there js a guy waiting for you." I said a little excited.

"Who is he? How long has he been waiting for?"

"Approximately 10 minutes."

"Name, please." He asked.

"He did not gave me his name. However he knows you."

"Ok, ok, todo bien. Gracias."

Well, he has veen clearly been working on his spanish. Since the day he figured that spanish originated from latin and as well as the other romantic languages he started speaking the language.

Anyways, that is not part of my business. I walk and arranged the bookshelves and removed the books that doesn't belong there. I arranged them by authors, genre, and then alphabetical order. In this way I will be able to check the books easily and the costumers will have less problems.

I went to the kitchen and prepared a tea. I walk towards where Mr. Wilson and the guest are. I heard them laughing. So maybe I will be able to leave early today. I knock two times. That's because they said three knocks piss off the demons and I don't want to do that.

"Mr. Wilson, excuse me. I prepared some tea."

"Oh... Please do enter." He said happily.

A good sign. Thank you! Omo!

"Ana, I would like ypi to meet Sir Lance, the oener of the bookstore and our boss. And Sir Lance, Ana, the new employee."

Sir... Lance... What a nice name. I offered my hand and tgen he took it firmly. His touch is so gentle. His skin is so soft. I feel like, I'm, I am... No don't. Stop!

"Nice to meet you, Sir. Please take care of me." I said with a trace of excitement.

Hope he did not notice me acting weirdly and fan-girling him. I really liked the touch of his skin. And those mesmerising eyes... What a God! He is like a God! Omo! Before I do anything more stupid I said my goodbyes.

"Please do excuse me."

I left hurriedly. I hope I can finish the work at hand. And I prayed that maybe Mr. Wilson will do actually allow me to leave early today.

I do some extra chores. I cleaned the floor. I even wax them. I polished it quite awesomely. Then I've heard Sir Lance walked out the room and he said his goodbyes.

"Thank you, Sir Lance. Nice meeting you. Goodbye." I said it with a little disappointment.

What a sgame he is gone. Please do come back and bless my eyes with your dazzling smile and your amusing laugh.

I gathered up my courage and asked Mr. Wilson if he can let me leave early today.

"Early? Today?"

He repeated my words as if he can't believe it. Oh... No... What to do?

"Yes, something personal."

"Well, Ana, I'm sorry but..."

Sigh... I put my puppy eyes on hoping they will help me...

"Es broma! Just kidding! Of course you can. Come on. You may even leave now."

"Really? Omo... Thank you, Mr. Wilson. Thank you. Gracias." I said.

I cannot believe this... Omo...

"Gracias! Adios! Don Wilson."