Mr Ames, Me, My crush and the seductress

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The frigid air pricked at my skin, causing a shiver to run my spine. My usual bus was running late as usual. As I waited, my fear of being stuck caught me by the hand. Fairytales were something only a child dreamt of, not someone with a 9 to 5 would think about 24/7.

The bus finally stopped near me and a gasp escaped me, "oh thank god" and I got on. Swiping my card, I was met with a flux of people. Being squeezed between a creep, and a student, I stood holding onto one of the railings. It took off without warning towards its next destination. Might as well.

I was lost in my thoughts and before I knew it, the bus had its next destination after my 9 to 5 in mind. I pulled the string and made it halt causing more than a few little accidents.

The bus driver understood and stopped the bus so I could get off. I walked to my torture. Mr Ames will be fuming by now. Coffee. Right. I need to get his coffee. On the way I picked up his coffee order, which I had to wait till I grew old, and went up to our department. As if that wasn't enough, Mr Ames is heading my way, brows furrowed.

"Mr Ames, here is your double shot—" I began but got interrupted when he grabbed it and drank it.

"It's cold, throw it away," he said, handing the coffee cup back, opened. Then walked into the elevator with his secretary. Everybody is swooning over him, even my gay friend. Which I tell him please find some other guy to swoon over.

"Oh those abs..." he says, his usual style is not even close to screaming 'I'm gay'. It's what any guy would wear but his taste is way better.

"Brandon?"

Understanding, he takes the coffee from me and heads to reheat it. Here comes the office seducer. Lyla. She always dresses in seductive clothes.

"Did Mr Ames turn you down?... it's not your fault.... It's probably the way you dress hun, it's just hideous" Lyla says, touching my clothes. 

It takes everything in me not to cry or punch her in the mouth. And getting arrested and fired isn't something I want to do, not now, not ever. Luckily she is called away to do something else. Which gives me the chance to do my work for the rest of the day. 

As I keep working, my coworker, and savior Sylus Knight comes over and put my fave drink on my desk, and says, "Drink up,"

If no one could tell already by my cheeks which turn red, is that I have had a crush on him for quite awhile. Those eyes.... Greenish yet blue are so deep you could drown in them. His hair is a mix of brown and blond. I smile like an idiot and accept the drink. "Thanks...."

"Don't listen to Lyla, you dress because of... weather conditions, while her..." he says, voice a bit deep and husky. See right there, that's why I like him. He knows how to be a gentleman, unlike most guys. 

"What did you say?" he asks, then I realize I have said 'I like you and you're not like most guys' to his face.

"Nothing, Sylus. Let's... get back to work," I say and type random nonsense on the document I have open.  

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