Boss // Bucky Barnes

One

I have been working for a man, James, for almost six years. I'm from a small island near England, then I lived in Wakanda a while before I moved here. I came here in search for answers. My life was a mess. Sorry, let me rephrase that, is a mess. I'm 27, my best friends name is Tony Stark. He and I have been friends for years. While he had money and inherited a business, I worked for everything. So we don't talk financials.

I was snapped out my thoughts by James who slammed a heavy book on my desk. "Yes James?" He hates when I call him that. "It's Mr. Barnes to you. Read this, write a report, give it to me, then go get my dry cleaning." I looked him up and down "you're gaining weight. You should go do some crunches." He glared and I stood up knowing that under that suit his body was perfect. A lot like his face "I'll get the dry cleaning first." I said walking away with his car keys. "Well your ass jiggles go do some lunges!" I flipped him off and walked out throwing his keys at his valet. As he pulled the car around I realized that in order to know my ass jiggles he'd have to look. I turned red at this thought. I got in the car and drove off pondering my thoughts.

Why was he looking at my ass?

Why does he care?

His ass is nice.

So are his abs

His metal arm too.

God I would love for him to just-

HONKKKK
I gasped and realized I'd stopped in the middle of the road. I drove into the plaza and picked up the dry cleaning. When I got back in the car I had two missed calls from Barnes. I called him back "what's up?" I asked starting the car and driving off. "Your boyfriend called you. He wants to break up." I rose a brow. I've been single since I left England. "I'm single?" I questioned. He laughed through the phone "I know I just wanted to remind you. Whatever, you need to get here, something has come up and I need someone to handle the office while I'm gone." I groaned looking at the time "James I have plans! You promised I wouldn't have to work tonight!" He laughed again through the phone, "better get things done early then?" and hung up.

I swear he boils my blood. I'd slit his perfect throat and make sure I get his perfect arteries so he doesn't get up after and give me that hot sexy smile and wink with his pretty, cute, adorable eyes! GOD HE PISSES ME OFF. I needed to calm down. I turned on the radio and listened to music the entire way back. When I got out the car I threw the keys at the Valet and walked in handing James his dry cleaning. "Here you little shit." He cleared his throat clearly aggravated by my language "you know I can fire you?" I nodded "but you won't." I pointed out walking over to my desk and getting started on some work, only after putting my glasses on. "What makes you so sure?" I put my pen down and intertwined my hands looking up at him and realizing he had a friend over. "You have less than a day to find someone to get your laundry, do your taxes, get you coffee, do your reports, remind you about your meetings, family events, and someone to let you know when you're being an ass. Oh and someone with patience that doesn't mind being paid less than a waitress. Otherwise you're going weeks maybe even months without an assistant. If you make me wait I could turn around and quit on you. So shut up and go away."

He rolled his eyes and walked off "c'mon Steve!" He shouted stopping when his friend, who had been trailing along behind him, didn't follow "do you wanna-" I cut off Steve who still looked shocked by my knowledge. "No." I said bluntly. I let them ask usually but today I wasn't in the mood. I picked my pen up and kept working. "Just one date. Then you can decide." I shook my head opening my laptop and signing into it. "Ask your buddy, I don't have time for any form of relationship." I heard the phone ring and put up my index finger for him to sh. "This is Bucky Barnes secretary speaking how can I help you?" I smiled at the familiar voice.