All I want for Christmas

Chapter 22

AMELIA

FIVE MONTHS LATER

I stare at the office door, willing for it to open.

Jackass, I thought.

He promised.

I hear voices in the room, so I know the meeting is still happening.

Cole and I argued yesterday, and he stayed here last night.

I knew being close together and even living together would cause problems, but our situation wasn't because we saw each other all the time. It was the other way around; for the last six months, we have had legal actions, and Cole being the main feature of it, has been stuck in the middle of everything, which results in Cole either coming home late or not all. He tends to stay here.

We have another lawyer here, but he is currently in a meeting with someone else, and he only has been with us for two months and still getting to grips with how we run the place.

I stare at the door.

He was supposed to be out by now; what the hell was taking so long?

I have been sitting at my desk, waiting.

I refuse to leave till I see his face.

Cole promised me he would be home last night, but I had a phone call at eleven pm, telling me he was staying as the client was coming in early, which ended in a very heated argument with me slamming the phone down on him.

I had made his favorite meal, spaghetti carbonara, and even dressed up in some sexy lingerie, but instead, I waited around like a fool.

Cole and I moved into my apartment about three months ago, officially, at least. Cole was moving most of his stuff into my place beforehand, but we made it official to people when we made it more our home.

I lean back on my chair and cross my leg over the other, ensuring my coat covers my leg.

I am sat here in what he was supposed to see last night, with a coat on.

I looked at the time, and it was about eight pm.

I sigh.

After half hour, the doors to Cole's office open, and out walk three men who look happy.

They see me and nod.

I smile at them, but my mood has changed again.

I waited till they left and stood up; I ensured the coat was in place and headed toward his office.

I don't even bother knocking as I step inside.

Cole was on the phone but glanced up at me.

His eyes widened as he bore into mine.

I close the door behind me and lock it.

I missed him so much.

I turned back around, took a step closer, and started to undo my coat as I walked. As soon as the coat was undone, I let it fall to the floor.

My eyes never left Cole's, whose have now gone darker.

"I have to go," he growled as I walked over to him.

"No, I'm off," he said, slamming the receiver down on the phone.

Cole leans back in his chair as I step toward him, sitting in front of him on his desk between his legs.

"Fuck," he murmurs, he goes to move toward me, but I place my foot up to stop him.

Cole arches his eyebrow at me.