I Breathe Him

I Breathe Him~ Chapter 6

Emily's P.O.V

"So, tell me more about yourself," Jacob stated while taking a bite from his pizza.

"Well, there's nothing much to tell," I said taking a bite from mine.

"I'm 23, I live alone and I work for you as a personal assistant."

"Oh my god, too much informations" he said sarcasticly making me giggle.

"Well thats everything about me" I replied frankly. To be honest, I didn't have anything special in my life. Just normal and, cliche.

"Wouldn't you like to get to do more special stuff in your life?" He asked.

"Sure, I mean who wouldn't. But I have nothing more other than going to work and watching tv. Boring I know" I said taking another bite from my pizza.

"You dont have friends, or boyfriend? "

"Um, I-I. No" I hesitate.

He didn't say anything after that, we just ate in silence . I dont usually like to talk about my personal life to anybody, especially not to my hot boss.

Later, we finished eating. I stood up and reached for my stuff, getting ready to leave.

"So um, can you tell mark to drive me back home?" I asked.

"Leaving already?"

"Yes, its getting pretty late." I replied.

"Ok then, wait for me to get my keys," he said standing up.

Once his words sank in i said "No."
Damn it that was embarrassing because he just looked at me in confusion. I just didn't want to stay with him alone, he makes me so nervous.

I cleared my throat and then said "I mean, thought Mark was going to drive me back home "

"I- Mark um, he was busy." He rubbed the back of his head.

"Busy?" I asked, crossing my hands over my chest.

"Uh, yeah. Besides i was going out anyway." He scolded.

"Fine." I finally accepted his offer.
I waited for him to get his keys then we left his place. We went to the parking, where he leaded me to his car. It was a beautiful black Audi.
It was the first time i see his car, i mean i've seen his cars before but those he used for work.

The ride back home was silent and awkward somehow.
Minutes later, Jacob pulled in my driveway.

"We are here." He announced.

I opened the door to get out, but i turned back and thanked him with a shy smile which he returned with one of his own.

When i opened my apartment's door, i closed it behind me, threw my stuff on the sofa and went directly to bed.
And that was pretty much how i spent my Saturday night. Oh well.

Sunday was peaceful, no work, no worries, no hot boss.
Monday mornings are the worst. I woke up on the sound of my alarm going off. God, i hated that sound.

I got out of my bed, did the morning routine, dressed up and was on my way to work.

Once i was at work, i was met by Greg in front of the elevator's door.

"Good morning." He greeted and stood next to me waiting for the elevator.

"Good morning." I greeted back with a smile.

"How are you." He asked.

"Im good, thank you." I replied.

"So um, i was wondering of you have plans for today." He stated while the elevator's door opened and we stepped in.