Beautiful Life Of Belle-Vie

Chapter 15: Blob Head

"So you've never actually met our boss?" Belle-Vie asked in disbelief as they walked into the lobby of her dad's apartment building, hand in hand.

Neither of them remembered how they got to the hand-holding part but they weren't complaining,

Spending an entire evening with him made her realize she's been way too uptight at work and home, how else would you explain her not noticing how insanely attractive Jack was?

His personality and sense of humor only added to it, and she was not so opposed to the idea of a potential office romance, although according to the books she's read, those never go well.

Somewhere, somehow, someone will get hurt.

"Nope," Jack said popping the 'P' as he swung their intertwined hands back and forth, "I got hired by the firm's hiring team and heard he only read my file and approved, I guess. I mean, of course, I do see him around and bump into him in the elevator here and there, but I've never actually met him nor had a formal conversation with the guy."

"How can you own such a big company and not interact with your employees, that's...lame," they stopped by the elevator and Belle had to unwillingly let go of Jack's hand to press the button.

"I guess he's successful enough to hire people to interact with his employees for him," he shrugged, "enough about our boss," the bass in his voice lowered as he turned to her, "I had a great time tonight," he smiled.

"I did too," Belle smiled sincerely, looking up at him, which was a huge mistake because she felt her stomach flutter and knees almost give in at how he was already looking at her.

A strand of his brunette hair fell hanging in front of his face and Belle couldn't help but bring her hand up to brush it back in its styled place.

How else would she look into his gorgeous sea-blue eyes??

Just as her hand moved away from his face, he captured it in both his hands and then gingerly brought it towards his lips, placing a tender kiss on her knuckles.

"Grâcez-moi avec votre présence une fois de plus, demain soir?" he said barely above a whisper, his eyes never leaving her deep brown ones, "S'il-vous-plaît?"

"Ah...bien sûr," Belle nodded, her voice just as low as his minus the bass.

Why they were whispering? She had no idea.

Jack gently pulled her closer by her arms and his hands sneaked from her hands to her waist, his eyes zoned in on her lips as he slowly brought his face closer to hers.

What was happening?? Was this called moving too fast??

Belle didn't care, she was in the moment and was enjoying every second of it.

She'll leave the rational thinking to her future self a couple of minutes from then.

His breath fanned her face, she could practically feel his lips ghosting over hers, her eyes fluttered shut as she tilted her head upwards welcoming what was to come.

"Well, you two look comfy."

And just like that, they were both rudely dragged back to reality by the sound of his voice.

Belle quickly distanced herself from Jack, instantly missing his warmth which was replaced by the cold glare they both got from Alexander.

He slowly stepped off the elevator staring the two down with disgust written all over his face.

Belle didn't get it, why did he look so bothered? It's not like they were hurting anyone, they were grown adults doing grown adult things and it was not his business whether he was their boss or not.