Right love, wrong time

Chapter 14: Over the edge

Lisa

I woke up the next morning around six, Mr Kingston was already gone. I feel much better today. I need to get ready for work. It almost feels like my first day again. I am nervous, yet excited at the same time. So much has happened the last couple of days. Everything feels so unreal.

Today I opted for a nice little black dress. I've always felt more confident when I'm dressed in black. Nice up do and a small amount of make-up with a red lip. I always like to compare red lips with black attire. There is just something different about it, its as if you have more confidence, fiery confidence and boy, do I need confidence today. I need to be on top of my A game. All the eyes will be on me, seeing as I was away for so long. The people at the office probably think I got fired or something. Not that I really care.

I don't know how to explain it, but there's just something about today that creates excitement in me. I'm filled with new energy. By seven I was out the door on my way to the bus station. I put my ear pods in and started to read my book, and before I knew it, I was at my stop. Finally, I am back. The only concern I have now, is how much work is waiting for me. Greeting those around me, I made my way to the twentieth floor. For once I am here before Mr Kingston.

To my surprise my desk is empty, no files, nothing, just a sticky note on my computer screen Phone Tom and reschedule appointment must be from Mr Kingston. Why is there nothing on my desk? I thought I wasn't going to touch the ground with the work I would need to catch up on. Guess I will have to wait for Mr Kingston to find out what he would want me to do. In the meantime, I emailed Tom/Dad to reschedule the appointment as instructed.

As I was about to get myself some coffee, I saw Mr Kingston walking right towards me. Fuck his cologne is addictive. The memory of just laying on his chest last night swimming around in my head. The peace he just brought to my raging soul. With a simple nod I greeted him. Good morning Mr Kingston. With a nod back he entered his office. Not sure if I should follow him, I stood like a pillar at my desk, completely forgetting about the coffee I was just about to make. The only thing I heard was my name. Mr Kingston calling me to his office. For some reason I am suddenly nervous. Why the fuck am I so nervous? I should be used to this by now, shouldn't I? I took my notepad from my desk and made my way into his office, closing the door behind me.

Mr Kingston: Morning Miss Meyer?

Why is he so formal, one would not say he was at my apartment almost the whole night. But we are at the office, so I guess it just makes sense.

Me: Mr Kingston. I said again with a small nod. I took the seat opposite him at his desk. There was an uncomfortable tension between us, and I was not sure how to read into it and if I even should, but I did know that it bothered me a lot. Opening his suit jacket, he went to take a seat at his desk.

Mr Kingston: First things first, everything that happens between us, stays between us. I don't want the office to start to gossip. My reputation is on the line. Not that I say anything will happen between us, but just for future reference. Not a mention of anything to anyone, understood.

All I could do was nod, caught completely off guard by his statement. What the fuck is he saying anyway. That I will gossip around the office or that I will use this to ruin his reputation. Fuck Im not that childish.

Mr Kingston: Secondly, what happened was a mistake, it cant happen again.

Fuck a mistake, he kissed me, not once but twice I might add, and then he has the audacity to make it sound like I persuade him.

Mr Kingston: This you can write down, I have made a list of the writers I want to meet this week, please contact them, and set up the appointments. I also need you to arrange the press conferences for some of them as soon as possible so we can get them up and running. I wont be in the office until noon. I will need feedback from you by then.