Our HATE Story

Chapter 32

"Here we go." Ethan announced as he pull on the brakes. Going out of the car, he immediately jogged to my side to open my door. Insert one dreamy sigh here. He's such a gentleman, good thing all this years didn't change that.

He grinned as I stood up and walk right past him.

"That luggage seems heavy, madame. Would you like me to carry it for you?" He spoke in a British tone. Have you ever felt your knee turn into two wobbly sticks that could barely hold you up and your heart feel as if could just melt and turn into nothing but pudding? That's the effect of his British tone.

I simply rolled my eyes and threw him my purse hitting him square on his handsome face. He pouted but it was immediately erased as I entered the building. He pressed the up button on the elevator just when I was about to press it. He smiled charmingly as he gestured for me to enter first. Once I entered he followed suit standing behind me like a soldier ready for duty.

The elevator dinged and the doors open revealing the Digusting expression of Blaze though it immediately transformed into a look of surprise and lust when his gaze landed on me.

"Samantha, my lovely lady," he greeted happily but then he saw Ethan at the back. He scowled, "You!"

"Oh me?" Ethan pointed to himself then looked behind him as if there was a person and not just a wall of pure metal. "Oh, yeah. Me." He smirked.

The elevator door closed as Ethan entered, "This isn't the garbage! How dare you step foot in here?"

"Well. This isn't the zoo but you don't see me complaining as
to why you're here."

It's kinda fun listening to them bicker like kids.

Blaze decided to ignore Ethan as he looped one arm around my shoulder. I rolled my eyes as Ethan stepped closer to me,

"So Samantha.."

"Germs!" Ethan swiftly took Blaze's hand out of my shoulder and wiped it with his black handkerchief as if there was an actual 'germs' on it.

Blaze's face couldn't be painted. His eyes set on Ethan with a glare but then the elevator ding once more indicating that we were finally on our floor. Ethan took my hand and pulled me out of the elevator. I thought he was finished but then I saw him poke his tongue out on Blaze when the elevator was closing.

He laughed hard as soon as the doors closed trapping in a raging Blaze, "Did you see his face?"

I hit the back of his head, "You shouldn't have done that."

"He started it!" He frowned. "You should scold him! Not me!" He sounded like a whining child

"Still." I glared at him making his head duck low.

"Samantha!" Tim screamed on the other side of the room. My ears perked at what he called me.

How many times do I have to tell him to call Me Ms! When at work. I can't have my Co workers thinking that I favor a worker by making him use my given name without Ms. Even if were close I still can't have him use my given name only.

"Ms. Samantha." I turned around slowly to find Tim holding a paper. "Yeah, Ms. Samantha, your Highness!" he mocked bowing his head, "Here are the papers that your patron needs to sign."

"What for?" I asked taking the papers and looking it over. He shrugged. "I don't know. I don't read."

Ethan chuckled behind me making Tim realize that I wasn't the only one here,

"Oh, I see you've brought your little boyfriend," Tim smirked

"Not my boyfriend."

Though I would love him to be