While you are at Fikri Harika, you and Can act as nothing more than boss and employer. You bring him tea every morning, and he addresses you as any other of your coworkers. But what nobody knew, was that you and Can were secretly a couple. As the day ends and everybody goes home, Can holds your hand, and drives you home, just like any boyfriend does.
This night, Can invited you to dinner at his place and you said yes.
You were never a good in the kitchen, even though your mother tried to teach you everything she knows. But Can was a great chef, and you loved when he cooked for you.
"It smells amazing, Mr. Can.", you say, smelling the vegetables and chicken in the oven.
Can, that was standing beside you, looks at you as you said something wrong.
"If you call me Mr. Can one more time when we are alone...", he says, getting a little closer to you.
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You can't help but smile.
"Then what?", you say, teasing him.
The expression on his face changes as he gets even closer to you, holding your chin in his hand.
"Then I'm going to fill you with kisses.", he says.
His lips are inches from yours, making you wish he would just unite them in a kiss.
"Is that my punishment, Mr. Can?", you say, emphasizing the last two words.
In a matter of seconds, Can sweet lips touch yours. First, slowly and delicately as he feels you melt in his strong arms. Then, as you wrap your arms around his neck, Can intensifies the kiss as his hands run through your messy hair.
