“Oh great, I have to let you go.” She said to whoever was on the other end. The annoyance in her tone almost made me laugh. The woman was beautiful even when pissed at me. I looked past her annoyance and saw sadness lingering mixed with disappointment. Similar feelings were etched on my face. We were a duo meant for each other and the dangerous game we were playing.
“What happened?” I eyed the flat tire on the right passenger side of her car with caution. Either she had shit luck, something had punctured the tire or she just failed to notice when her tire was going flat.
“Not that it concerns you or anything, but I obviously have a flat tire. I’m waiting for a tow truck to come and fix it for me.” Why was she so angry with me? Did she think I didn’t care about anything but her pussy? Did she not understand that she was the reason my heart beat so fast? The reason my cock was always hard as concrete? The reason I haven't fucked another woman since that day?
“I… ehh…” I scratched at the back of my head knowing damn well she wouldn’t take me up on my offer, not after ignoring me all week in the office, but I needed to do something.
“You what? Came to laugh?” Moisture formed in her eyes, the sight of actual tears slipping down her cheeks caused something to snap inside of me.
“Fuck no. I was just going to offer to change your tire and maybe take you out for a drink?” I said sincerely. My body, lips, and hands begging me to reach out and soothe her, wipe away the tears, and make everything better.
She blinked away some of the tears and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand before a tear fell against her alabaster cheek. The apprehension she had towards me was painfully obvious, and I hated it almost as much as I hated myself for what I'd done to her on her first day of work. I was her boss, she was my Assistant, yet I wanted to fuck her more than I had ever wanted to fuck anyone else...ever.
“I don’t know.” She clutched her purse to her chest, her perky tits once again on full display in the black blouse she wore. My cock hardened as if on cue.
I cleared my throat scanning my eyes around the parking garage to make sure that no one was within hearing distance of us.
“Look I’m sorry… But not for the reasons you will assume. We fucked, and it was the most amazing thing I’ve felt in forever so I won’t say I’m sorry for that. I will say, I’m sorry for not taking you on a date first, or asking you if you like creamer in your coffee, pretty much sorry for not getting to know you first. I was just beyond attracted to you, hell, I still am. It’s literally taking everything in me not to lean into your body and pepper you with kisses right fucking now.”
Fear filled my gut. Never did I expect any of that to come out when I started talking and I’m assuming she didn’t either from the look of disbelief that formed on her face. She did this cute little thing where she wrinkled her nose at me in distaste.
“Thank you for your apology…” She started. “I’m not even sure where this comment is coming from but I feel the same way. The attraction I feel towards you is undeniable. The sex we shared was the most exhilarating I’ve endured but I don’t think it’s good for me to continue working underneath you if we’re going to be seeing each other.That’s not the kind of person I am and not somebody I ever want to be.” She explained honestly, regret bleeding from her lips. There’s a strange tug of war going on inside of me, one I have never experienced before.
I want to do the right thing, but I also don’t want to let the best thing that’s ever happened to me slip through my fingers. It's been such a long time since I've had some good in my life. And something told me that Chloe was my good.
I can’t fire her, not when I had given her the job as a favor to Sadie and Cameron. It would be wrong and I would feel like a fucking prick for doing it.
“I can’t fire you. I just can’t, I'm sorry.” I sighed. “How about we go get a drink and talk about this where we don’t have a chance of being overheard?” I cast a glance over my shoulder at the elevator where I knew my employees would be coming from at any moment.
“One drink?” She lifted her eyebrow at me, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she smiled. The air left my lungs in a rush. She was so fucking beautiful, it was almost too painful to look at her. One smile that’s all it took...I was wrapped around her little finger.
“Just one. Now why don’t you call the tow company back and cancel it while I change the tire for you and we can be on our way.” She moved from foot to foot, weighing her options, doubt showing heavily in her features.
“Okay.” She said finally and I blew out a breath I wasn’t even aware I had been holding in. I was seriously sure she would say no, but pleasantly surprised that she said yes.