Hired (Forbidden Lovers: Rosie Anders)

13 - Sign This

Another new week rolls around, and I don't know if I can handle seeing Matthew in the work environment anymore. After spending the day with him yesterday in normal clothes, talking about normal things and not edging anywhere near our special arrangement, I woke up feeling differently about him.

          Not enough to no longer hate myself for getting into this mess with him but enough that I almost started to see the old him again. The him I nearly... all those years ago.

          I try to shake yesterday from my mind and open my wardrobe to piece together my first slutty outfit of the week. I go with my new royal blue pencil dress that has a deep v-neck and just about covers my bum. I seek out some flats to wear initially and grab my black heels to change into once I'm at work.

          I forego the tights, although I'd usually be more comfortable in them, and find a clean set of lace underwear, almost the same colour as the dress. I put my outfit together and throw on my long coat so at least my rear is covered for the journey and head out the door, not sure I'm liking who I am becoming with Matthew in my life this way. He has changed me so much and I can't decide if it's for the better or not.

          As I lock up and head out the door, I spot a familiar face across the road waiting for me.

          "Matthew." I stop just in front of him, and his eyes rake the length of me, giving me flashbacks of the weekend. "I wasn't aware you would be picking me up."

          "Where are your heels?" No hello, good morning, how are you – jut straight to ensuring I am following his contract.

          I hold them out in front of me. "Here. I just prefer to go to work in flats. Then I change into heels for my shift and change back to go home." I put my arm by my side. "Any problem with that?"

          "Yes, actually." He finally looks in my eye. "Heels on, leave your flats in the car." He opens the passenger door for me, and I sit, changing my hoes.

Given the tightness of the dress, I have to spread my legs slightly so I can push my feet in. When I look up, he is clearly checking my underwear out.

          "Enjoying the view?" He snaps up to my eyes again as I sit up to grab my other shoe from beside me.

          "Very much." He watches as I fasten my other shoe and I swing my legs in to settle into my seat properly.

          He shuts the door and joins me on the other side, starting up the car and quickly heading off.

          "So, is this a new rule – you will be taking me to work from now on?"

           "Something like that." He murmurs as he indicates right out of my road.

          "People will talk if we turn up to work together." I glance at him, but he is too concentrated on the road ahead.

          "Let them talk. People see what they want to see." He slows down at the end of the road waiting to turn left.

          "I'm not complaining if I get a lift every day – it will certainly make my mornings easier." I lean back in the seat and notice a hand creeping up my leg. "What are you doing?"

          "Just having a little fun on the drive." Matthew continues to drive with one hand on the wheel. "I have a new contract you need to sign when we get to the office as well."

          I nod even though he can't possibly see me and look out the window. "What do I have to agree to this time?"

          "All in good time."