In love with my boss

part 16

Jackson pov

          Although the ride from the house to the office was only 15 minutes, it felt much longer. We stayed silent the entire time. As we drove together, my thoughts drifted. I found myself watching her, wondering what kind of girl she really was. She irritates me, yet I keep doing things for her I’ve never done for anyone else.

I don’t know what she’s doing to me, but whatever it is, I don’t like it. She’s pulling me out of my shell, and I need to fight these feelings.

I have to stay strong. When we got to the coffee shop, I asked her to step out of the car and get me some coffee.

“Sarah, go get me my coffee,” I said.
I used that as an excuse to avoid taking her to the office, I didn’t want anyone knowing we rode in together or that she stayed over at my place.

As soon as she stepped out and headed into the coffee shop, I told my driver to leave for the office. It wasn’t far, so she could walk the rest of the way herself.

When I arrived at work, I headed straight to my office. The moment I stepped in, everyone carried themselves more formally, my presence always seemed to bring a certain order to the place.

My secretary approached me with details about a new contract proposal and a meeting scheduled for tomorrow.

I could already tell the week was going to be hectic. I walked into my office while she was still talking, and once she finished, I handed her some paperwork to pass on to Sarah, my new intern.

I could have given it to Sarah myself, but I chose to have my secretary deliver it instead.

About twenty minutes after my secretary left, Sarah walked in with my coffee in hand. She set it on the table, and I took a small sip—then immediately spat it out. There was no sugar, and it wasn’t even hot.
I told her I always take my coffee with sugar and sent her back to get another one, fully aware of how stressful it would be. I found myself enjoying every second of irritating her—you should see the look on her face when she’s angry. I don’t like being nice to her.
I smiled as she walked out of my office.

I went back to work, and within fifteen minutes she was back. When she returned, I told her to leave it on the desk; she did and walked out.
No sooner had she left than I heard a knock on my door. “Come in,” I said. It was my secretary.

“Yes, what can I do for you?” I asked.

“Sir, I’m here to remind you about the meeting in two minutes,” she said.

“Two minutes?” I exclaimed. “I completely forgot I had a meeting today,” I muttered.

“Thanks, Jane—I almost missed it,” I said. “I’ll be there shortly; let me just gather what I need.”

“Alright, sir,” Jane replied before walking away. I quickly got my things together and headed out of the office for the meeting.