A Home For My Heart

Chapter Six

GRACE

For the last thirty minutes, I've been trying to escape this guy who introduced himself to me as Tom. Well-polished, he looks like the Princeton type, I hate that kind, always full of themselves. He rambling on and on about his achievements and said if I gave him a shot I would never lack. Doesn't he ever shut up?

Jeez!

I started begging the Lord in my mind send someone to save me, I can't take this talking anymore. Just then, I heard my boss called his name and drew his attention away from me. "Stephon" he replied. Hello Tom, what are you doing here? He asked. "Well, he began", I saw this beautiful human and decided I would talk to her but she's playing hard.

She isn't like the other women you're accustomed to playing around with Tom. Grace, his soft voice pulled my attention, and I could see the veins on Toms forehead showing before I turned to face my boss.

His eyes are gentle, he places a hand in my arm rubbing it, the contact felt good. Are you alright, he asked with a bit of concern in his voice. He turned to Tom who is still standing there looking not so pleasant as before. Tom, he started, we'll be leaving now Grace has work to do. He took my hand and lead me away; I was grateful for the save because if i delt with it my way it could have been worst.

That guy wouldn't shut up, his mouth keeps going like the Energizer bunny, sheesh. Instead of taking me to my department, my boss took me to his office and closed the doors, clicking the locks in place.

Grace, he says turning to me. I want you to stay away from him, he's bad news. He puts on charade to lure women in and once they are caught, he takes what he wants and leave. Just promise me you'll do as I ask. I can hear the genuine concern in his voice, so I said yes. He released a long and heavy sigh, taking a box out of the bag he had in his hand that I have not recognize and walk up to me and said.

This is for you; he gave me the box with a shiny black phone on the cover. You can use it to contact me directly if you have any questions or in need of assistance, my personal number is on there, any day, anytime, anywhere. Especially if Tom bothers you again, do you hear? I shook my head, and he showed me out the office.

He didn't seem too pleased to see this Tom talking to me, what's the history with them anyway. I was happy to get a phone to say the least, but I got one major problem no electricity. How am I to charge it when it needs charging, I couldn't give give it back to him and say I got no current. My only hope was to charge it during my breaks I couldn't risk being found then he'll know the truth about me and fire me for sure.

I tucked it away safely in my locker, I would have to deal with that later.  Finding my cart and going back to deliveries was the only how I can get my mind off of this for the time being. I made my way to the elevator and press the button for the third floor, seconds before the door shut a hand came out and stop it from closing.

"Hello beautiful", ugh! Not this jerk again. I thought he'd left, what is he still doing here I can't take his shit right now. "We never got a chance to finish our conversation", he said stepping closer. My skin crawled, not liking his vibes right now, then again, I never liked it in the first place.

I never hit a guy before, but this dude was asking for it. What do you want, I said in a deadpan tone. He proceeded to touch my arm and I felt my pores raised, don't touch me. My voice aggravated this time, he didn't seem to care as he kept on coming closer and closer until I was cornered in the elevator. There's no need to rush babe, his tone creepier.

Now I don't mind being called babe but by that sexy gorgeous boss of mine. The best thing about fantasies is that you can play them how you want. Sir please don't call me that, also would you be kind to back off. What, you don't like it? Just one taste I guarantee you and all negative thought will be erased, I can make you feel good. No thank you, I replied. He didn't like my response, so he grips my wrist tightly until it hurts. I tried pulling out of his grasp but he's strong.

I made a dash for the emergency button on the elevator, and it started to go down straight to the ground floor. When we landed, I pushed him off and ran out its doors leaving my cart in there. I took the steps and headed to the locker room to grab my stuff, I needed to get my ass out of here. In my way out passing the front desk a familiar voice calls my name. Shit. I plastered on the sweetest smile I could muster and turn to face my employer.

"Grace", he started. Why are you leaving work so early, is everything alright? Yeah, I just got an emergency, I said. Well, I do technically, I need to get the hell out of there, so it's not totally a lie. Do you need transport? His voice held care. I don't sir, I'll be fine. I was about to turn and leave when he grabbed my shoulder. Wait, he demanded. What happen to your wrist? It's nothing, hoping he'd drop the convo. What happen to your wrist Grace, he said more sternly. When I didn't answer, he took me by the arm and lead me in an empty office space. Why are you lying to me, Grace. Who did that to you?

Tears started streaming down my cheeks unable to contain my emotions. It's that Tom guy, he did this, he tried pushing himself on me in the elevator.

I would have thought my boss was some sort of alien or something. His face morph from concern to red level pissed, even in his anger he still looked attractive but the spicy kind. He pulled out his phone and shot a text to whoever it may be, then look me in the eye and said "you're staying with me the rest of the day and that's final.

I couldn't argue, he left no room for it. He got up and I followed him back to his office where I stayed for the rest of the day.