HBC + character One Shots!

- Margot Tyrell | Internship p3 (NSFW)

Part three as awaited, I-

I'm having a massive headache, excuse me

I have no clue how to do this intro thingy rn so let's just get into the actual chapter.
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7 pm could not have come slower. Each minute passing after leaving work felt delayed, the arms on the clock being my enemy. I kept checking my watch, my phone, anything that showed the time... the nerves were getting to me slightly.

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Margot's POV

7 pm could not have come slower, the office drying out the hours before I could leave. To say I was nervous was an understatement.

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Y/N POV

I knocked on her door, the smooth wood grazing my knuckles. It had been several hours since our moment in her office, I hope she hasn't changed her mind. Noise of movement escaped through the door, heels..

My hands clasped at my front, fidgeting while awaiting her. The door opened, letting me finally see her again. Her brown curls framed her face, the face I had grown so accustomed to silently admire.

A moment passed, then another. We stood there unsure of how to pursue this encounter, our out of practice evident.

"May I come in?"

I looked into her deep brown eyes, my question breaking the silence.

"Of course."

She seemed, nervous, I found it oddly cute for her to be acting like this. I entered her house, closing the door behind me.

"Would you like anything to drink? I-I have some wine if you'd like."

He heels clicked on the floor as she moved, the ends of her blazer swinging in the air. She looked back at me over her shoulder as we approached her kitchen.

"I'll take what you're having ma'am."

Her shoulders stiffened at the nickname. To see her so out of balance, so caught off guard by a simple 'ma'am'. Her slim hands reached for the wine cabinet, withdrawing two tall wine glasses. She pulled out a Merlot, red wine.

I approached her slowly, leaning against her counter beside her. As someone who has been approached in a matter they'd rather not be, I did not want to push her into something she might not want.

"Margot, I've been thinking.."

Her eyes flicked over to mine, a dangerous action to do as the red liquid was still filling up glasses. She must've seen the line of my sight, for she stopped pouring with the glass almost spilling over.

"I've been thinking too, and it makes me nervous to be thinking, I'd rather just not think at all if I'm being in honest."

She lifted the almost full glass tipping it over the empty glass to even out the amount. It worried me, the way she was speaking.

"Then how about we don't think, we just be.. enjoy each other's company. Not like a boss and an employee, like friends.. or more."

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Time skip

the glasses were half full, if it was their second refill or third, I had no idea. Margot had that rosy look to her, like she was in her element. Her blazer had gotten removed during our chats, ending up on the sofa next to her. 

"I know he's an ass, that's why I got so furious to think you'd slept with him."

My lips couldn't help but to form into a smirk against the top of my glass. The red wine affecting me more than I'd like to admit.