Keya Patel was a name that resonated with you over the last 72 hours after just becoming acquainted with her on Friday evening. You usually do your own taxes but there were certain changes to the 1040, in addition, to you receive income from new sources made you unsure how to proceed.
Therefore you felt it was probably in your best interest to see a professional Accountant.
You gather most of your paperwork and found your way to the local H&R Block office that was about 5 blocks from your place. You were very fortunate because you didn't have to wait and was immediately approached by Ms. Keya Patel. You found yourself instantly attracted to Ms. Patel, call her Keya, but you had to "play it off," and keep everything professional.
You were on your best behavior, but that didn't mean that Keya had to abide by that same rule, and she knew how to flirt in a subtle way. A few minutes in she noticed that you put down "Single" on your paperwork and inquired as to why weren't you married? You explained that you were unlucky and had never met the "right woman."
Keya said: "Maybe your luck is about to change," and smiled. The conversation continued in this way and know you're thinking is she flirty with you? Nah, she's a "classy woman" who's probably married or has a boyfriend besides the last woman that gave you the time of day was some "drunken skank" who needed some money to purchase a beer at the neighborhood bodega.
It took Keya all of about 40 minutes to give you a preliminary assessment of what your Federal return would look like, but she was going to need more time to go over your State return and provide you with a print out. She said that you could come back on Monday and everything would be ready for you then and she would call you if she need anymore information from you. You said "okay' and told her that you hoped to see her on Monday.
About an hour after you got home you received a phone call from Keya and you wanted to know if something was wrong? She said that in your haste that you forgot your wallet. She explained that she also leaves in the area and that you were welcome to come by her apartment to pick it up. She gave you the address and it was about a 15 minute walk from your place. When you arrived you were greeted by her concierge and you assumed that she would just meet you in the lobby after he announced you, but she suggest that you come upstairs.
When you got upstairs you talked for a while and she offered you some wine and said that it helps her to relax after a "long and hard" week. Within minutes she lead you to her bedroom where she was working on something on large computer screen and all she started complaining about how hot it was.
You're still trying to process what happened next, but maybe your luck has changed for the better?