Head over Heels

Chapter 41: Dinner with The Boss

The day had finally arrived. It was the night of Wyatt's dinner with his boss. Mik and Flynn were busily cleaning the apartment while Wyatt had gone grocery shopping to ensure the apartment looked pleasing and to cook the perfect meal. When Wyatt returned, he immediately jumped in to help clean the apartment.

As we were all working together, it felt like we were a little family. I decided to cook spaghetti and meatballs, and I created the sauce from scratch. After cooking, I went to see what Mik and Flynn had done with the apartment. Mik had set the table with cutlery and plates, and we placed three seats for Wyatt, his boss, and his wife. Wyatt suggested that I join them for dinner, and we added another set of plates to the table.

The apartment still looked bland and empty, so I went to my room and grabbed some of my paintings. I put them in frames and hung them up. Meanwhile, Flynn set up the lights and the music. Wyatt was nervous, he kept saying, "This really needs to be perfect, it could lead to a promotion."

Finally, the food was ready, and Wyatt and I sat on the couch waiting for his boss. Mik and Flynn had gone out on a date, so they wouldn't interrupt us.

I went into my room and changed into something formal, rifling through my closet for the perfect outfit. I found a red laced-up mini dress, and decided to go all out with a monochromatic look, pairing it with red heels. I did my makeup and headed back to Wyatt's apartment. When I stepped out, Wyatt's eyes widened and he whistled.

"If my boss wasn't coming, that little dress of yours would be on the floor and you would be naked on my bed right now," Wyatt said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Well, lucky for you, we have a dinner to host."

Finally, the bell rang and Wyatt went to open the door. He introduced me to his boss, Mr. Coleman, and his wife, Lydia. Trent complimented Wyatt's apartment, and Wyatt said he couldn't have done it without his friends. Lydia complimented my cooking and jokingly asked for my recipe. We chatted during dinner, and I was happy to see everyone enjoying the food.

As we were finishing up dinner, I brought out the chocolate pudding I had made for dessert. Mr. Coleman seemed to really like it and was surprised to find out that I had made it from scratch. He then complimented my paintings, which I had hung on the walls earlier in the evening.

After dinner, Mr. Coleman offered to buy one of my paintings. I was thrilled, but didn't want to accept money for it. Instead, I offered it as a gift. Mr. Coleman was taken aback by my generosity, but eventually accepted it, handing me $300 in return.

"You're too kind, Olive," he said with a smile.

I humbly declined the money and handed him the painting, it was a view of Paris from the Eiffel Tower. Lydia complimented my looks and told me I was pretty, and Trent told Wyatt he was a lucky man.

Soon enough, it was time for them to head home. They mentioned that they had a six-year-old son with a babysitter waiting for them. Wyatt and I waved goodbye as they left, and I let out a sigh of relief. Wyatt was happy that his boss enjoyed the experience.

As I lay down on the sofa, Wyatt came over and sat next to me. I looked at him flirtatiously, saying, "I just hope this little dress is on your floor, and I can lay naked on your bed."

Wyatt's eyes widened again, and he chuckled. "Well, let's make that happen," he said, pulling me in for a kiss.

I turned to Wyatt and gave him a seductive look as I began to slowly strip down to my red bra and panties.

He took one look at me and knew exactly what I wanted. He lifted me up effortlessly and carried me to his bed. We started making out, our bodies entangled in each other. I could feel the heat between us building with each passing moment. As we kissed passionately, I ran my hands through his hair, feeling the softness of it between my fingers.

Wyatt's hands traced over my body, teasing me with every touch. His lips found their way to my neck, and I let out a soft moan. I could feel his breath hot against my skin as he whispered, "You're so beautiful."

I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled him close to me, our bodies now fully entwined. As we made love, I knew this was just the beginning of what was to come. Wyatt and I had a connection that was unbreakable, and we both knew that we were meant to be together.

We were both exhausted from the passion and intensity of our love-making. Wyatt held me close, his arms wrapped around me protectively as we both lay there catching our breath.

I looked up at him, admiring his handsome features as he smiled down at me. "You're amazing," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I smiled, feeling content and at peace in his arms. "You're not so bad yourself," I teased, running my fingers through his hair.

After a while, we both lay there panting, our bodies still entwined. The room was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and the smell of our passion. I looked up at Wyatt, feeling content and happy.

Mik and Flynn knocked on the door, announcing their arrival. Wyatt quickly got up, pulled on his clothes and opened the door. I tried my best to act normal, laughing and joking with everyone, but I couldn't help stealing glances at Wyatt. Finally, the exhaustion caught up with us, and we all decided to call it a night.