My psycho boss and I

Chapter 22~ I'm crazy!

*Xavier's POV*

I constantly keep running my hands through my jet-black hair. I was constantly grumbling at the large number of unfinished papers and worst of all I had to admit I missed Jessica.

I didn't want to agree to that fact and I was constantly fighting off the thought of her. She was ruling my mind and that was getting me more frustrated.

I have fired about two people just this morning, all because of my stupidity and I needed someone to vent on. I ordered Mrs. James and my grandma not to find any Secretary for me, I will get one myself.

I picked up the new file on my oak table and quickly proceeded to read the agreements from the De Luna modeling company. On the next page, I was a sticky note handwritten by Jessica.

We can't afford to lose this proposal, Sir.
Every other modeling company hates us... you. Saying you are too picky and constantly making their models cry and end up quitting.

Stop being so grumpy and rude *inserts laughing emoji* 
                        
                                                            Jessy.

My index finger traced her name, Jessy. Her name manages to escape my lips for the tenth time this morning. I was going crazy. Memories of the kiss I have been trying to ignore and bury down finally made their way to the surface.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"I'm sorry." she breathed out before standing on her toes pulling me down to her level by my collar and clashing her lips on mine.

Before I could register what was going on, I felt her lips on mine. Those pink soft and succulent lips I have been staring at for weeks now. Imaging how they will taste. I secretly looked at her whenever she shyly licked her lips while explaining files or business deals with me.

The fact about the kiss that didn't settle well with me was that I kissed her back and I enjoyed the kiss and craved more as soon as I saw her again at the hospital.

Why did I kiss her back?
Why did my heart race like a teenage boy when he was talking to his crush?
Why did I crave more?

All I could think about right now was pinning her to the wall and kissing her like crazy, that would make her regret ever knowing me. I wanted to explore all the curves that she innocently showed off with her well-fitted skirts. I want to raise that skirt and...

"Woaww. Xavier get a hold of yourself. When did you start liking women and thinking of doing things with women, much more Jessica! Why Jessica!?" I got up angrily and paced around the office.

Get out of my head!

I felt blood pumping through my veins and heart. I was flustered and my face was getting hot and red. I getting sick. I miss me sick.

I moved quickly to my desk and reached for my phone before pacing around again while dialing Dr. Johnson Oliver's number. My therapist.
I called about two times but his line was busy.

"Number 5, get me coffee," I said grumpily as I cut the call and dropped the telephone on my desk.

I opened the file once again scanned through it and just signed. I kept telling myself I did that because I wanted to, not because I was listening to Jessica's advice.

A soft knock on my door.

"Open," I answered without looking up.

I hear footsteps approaching my desk.
"Good morning sir. Your coffee." a soft voice said and quickly dropped the coffee and ran away. I would have complained but I was mentally drained from thinking about Jessica.