Unravel Me.

Chapter 8.

Scarletts POV

The curtains are closed when I enter my office, it's dark, and tranquil and I'm choosing to keep it that way, at least for a few minutes longer. Walking over to my desk and plopping down on my seat, my head lulling back against the back of my office chair, I can't believe this is real, Y/N is really fucking here, working for me nonetheless.

I know I was calm and collected in Grace, well Y/N's office just a few moments ago but inside I'm freaking out. Is this a sign, her being here? Taking a deep breath in, holding it in for a beat before slowly exhaling it "fucking hell" I finally breathe out the words into my quiet office.

"Fucking hell what?" a voice cuts through the dark and I let out a startled yelp, my hand immediately flying to the lamp on my desk and turning it on. I'm met with my two best friends sitting on one of my sofas in the corner of my office, so much for it being tranquil. "What the hell?!" I yell at the two "Why the hell are you both sitting in my office and why the hell are you in the dark?"

"Aren't you sitting in the dark too?" Brie ask with a chuckle "That's different...." I grumble out in annoyance "Soooo, who was the hottie in Grace's office?" Lizzie ask, cutting straight to the point, her eyebrows lifting up in curiosity. Nosey little shit. "My new P.A." I mumble out as I begin shuffling papers around on my desk to appear busy. I'm not but they don't need to know that. "She looked awfully familiar" Lizzie says with a knowing smirk "Stop acting like you're busy Scar". Fuck. I narrow my eyes in her direction.

"Why even ask me who she is if you already know Liz?" I ask in disbelief, hand held out in front of me, flippantly waving about "Wait?!" Brie excitedly exclaims as she moves to the edge of her seat "I fucking knew she looked familiar Scar!" her eyes start to twinkle with the realization "Don't tell me that's the hottie from the coffee shop, the one who told our lovely Scar to and I quote 'fuck off' " she looks back and forth between me and Lizzie, eagerly shifting her weight on the couch as she looks between us with a goofy grin on her face.

When I don't answer she squeals in excitement "Oh my god! Seriously Scar? That's her, that's the one who 'you know what' " she lifts her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner. I internally groan, why did I have to share that with them? Oh, right, because Y/N was the best sex I've ever had and I had to tell someone. I chide myself for my inability to keep that one thing to myself.

"If you must know, yes, my new P.A is one in the same person that I-" "That you slept with while you and Colin were on yet another break" Lizzie finishes for me and I glare over at her. Damn, she didn't have to call me out like that.

"Yes." I say with a clipped tone, ready for this conversation to end. "Was there a reason you both are here, in my office and not back in LA, in your own offices, pestering other poor unfortunate souls?" I ask, eyebrow arched in question waiting on one or the other to respond.

"You know you're the only poor unfortunate soul we love to pester" Lizzie finally breaks the silence with a teasing tone to her voice, Brie having finally decided to speak up again.

"Rome." is the only word she says "No." I respond back, standing up from my desk and walking over to my office door to press the switch for the automatic curtains to open up, choosing natural light as opposed to the bright LED ones my office normally displays.

We all subtly flinch at the new exposure. I walk back to my desk and rest my butt against it, my left ankle crossing over the right as I lean back and rest my palms against my desk, my dress becoming tight around my legs at the new position.

"C'mon Scar" Lizzie finally speaks up or rather whines out "You haven't been laid since Y-" "Ms. Johansson?" Y/N speaks as she walks into my office, catching the tail end of Lizzies statement. Wait. Did she knock? The door was closed, wasn't it? I let out a small groan as I see Lizzie and Brie's faces light up at my new assistant. "Well, well, well. And who might this lovely lady be?" Brie ask, standing up and extending her hand to Y/N.