Wolfbane

Chapter 3

LUNA

Oh no...no,no,no,no,no...what was I expecting to happen.
I was mere inches from him. I could feel his warmth.
I looked up, and he was staring right back at me. At my mouth.
Oh no...
I pushed past him before he could do something we would regret, picked up a pile of mail I had been putting aside, and took it to the kitchen. I sat back down and heard the office door click closed. I exhale loudly. Fuck, that was close.
That was very close. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I went through all the mail, distracting myself from my own thoughts until the door opened.
I turned around, Chris came out and walked to the fridge.
He took the ham, cheese, and mayo.
Took the loaf of bread from the pantry and made two sandwiches.
After he was done, he saved everything back. He cleaned up and placed a sandwich in front of me, with a can of peach soda on the side, and locked himself back inside his office.

I ate and cleaned up after me.
I knocked at his office door.
- Come in.- he said. To my surprise, the door was unlocked.
- Can I take your plate?-
- Yes, please. Thank you.-
- Do you need anything?-
He stared at me. " You. " his words kept repeating on my head.
- No, Ms. Montez. Thank you.-
I nodded and left the office.

I washed the plates and got the coffee machine working. I couldn't stop thinking about it. "You".

With shaking hands, I poured a cup of coffee for Christopher and poured one for me.
I was standing in front of the coffee machine. He fed me cake. He said he wanted me. What is going on.
I jumped when he came and stood next to me.
- So, Paris.- he said. I froze in place.
- Is nothing sure, yet.- There was no point in lying.
-I see.-

We stood there, I handed him his coffee. Again, I couldn't say anything.
I wanted to tell him about it, but the words wouldn't come out of my mouth.
I took a deep breath and changed the subject.
- Are you excited about the tour?-
- Hmm..-
- Hmmm..wow!- he laughed
- Yes, Ms. Montez. I'm very excited about the tour. Are you excited about going back home?-
- Not really.- I didn't elaborate, and he didn't ask anything else.
- Well, I have a lot of phone calls to make.- I smiled at him and went back to the kitchen.

The rest of the day went by fast. I was busy on the phone all afternoon, and Christopher didn't come out of his office at all.
At 6 p.m. I knocked at his office door.
-Come in.-
- Is already 6 p.m, Do you need anything from me before I go?-
- No. I'm tangled up here, and I have a long way to go still. Have a good night.-
- You, too.-

I exited the elevator and got on my car. I turned the key, and it wouldn't start. I tried again, and again, and nothing.
I called Chris.
- Mr. Chanfmg, my car won't start. -
- Ok. Come back up. I will call the service truck.-
I went back to the apartment.
- I talked to the service truck company, they don't have anything available until the morning. I have a guest room you can stay in. If you want.- fuck! If this day couldn't get any more weird and complicated. Fuck it.
- Ok. I take your offer. Thank you. I'm going to get my emergency bag from the car.- he was smiling broadly.
Fucking great.