Personal Narrative Fiction

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Shelby sat at the dinner table staring at her half full glass contemplating about her encounter with Mark earlier in the day.

"There's no way I can do this . " She thought to herself quietly.

Contrary to her minds mixed emotions, her body was telling her a different story. Every thought of his handsomely rugged face sent a shiver down her spine as she remembered the days events.

*Thomas and Thomas Law Firm : 12:00 pm July 7th, 2016*

" Here he comes" whispered Shelby to herself, as she watched Mark running outside of the glass windows to there shared office space.

Mark stood 6'3 ft, probably weighed 200 pounds and always had a smile on his face. He'd graduated top of his class at NYU, made senior partner before reaching 35, and still made time to do charity work at the local Community Garden every weekend. Not to mention, he was still somehow single, even though Shelby had witnessed more than one hopeful maiden take the leap to ask him out on a date. Yet, he always turned them down for one reason or the other, never giving more detailed answers than:

" I'm sorry, but I'm not looking for a relationship right now". …show more content…

She'd worked with Mark for nearly a year now as the office manager and they'd built up a pretty fond friendship in there time together. By no accounts was Shelby a bad looking women either. Though she didn't run to the office every morning she kept her slight 130 pound frame in top shape with a few yoga classes a week and keeping her diet as well balanced as possible. Being office manager at one of the top law offices in the city was no small task either. The hours were long and a single mistake could ruin the entire company name, but she was great at it and loved every

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