Unthinkable

Chapter 2 :

Don't get me wrong. I was a early bird. But when you're being rudely awoken at seven in the morning on a Sunday, it drew the line.

I stumble to my apartment door. Almost stepping on Bobbie , my cat.

Sleep still trying to attack my eyes. I rub them intensively as I had trouble unlocking my door.

Standing in front of me was my boss. I open my eyes wider. Maybe I do need more sleep.

Wait, did I just see correctly ? , my boss? .

I look down to what I was wearing. A crop top and boy shorts that hugged my every curve. I gasp and slam the door shut.

"I'll be right with you!". I yell running towards my bedroom , throwing on some sweat pants and a oversize T-shirt. I head to the bathroom and started to brush at my teeth wildly in a hurry.

What on earth was he doing here? . How did he know where I lived?, he was never invited to any of my get together .

Catching my hair into a ponytail , I head back towards the door and once again opening it. To my surprise he was still there.

"Sorry about that". I tell him feeling my cheeks heat up.

I hope he didn't stare at me long enough to see that I sleep like an absolute stripper.

"That's okay". He says with a slight chuckle.

For a moment I wanted to slap him . but I didn't as yet find the reason for doing so or to why I wanted to in the first place.

Or how to explain myself after slapping him. The way he looks , his smell , everything...

"Ummm ... Come in?". I open the door wider watching him as he steps inside and wonders around my small living room. "Why exactly are you here?".

"To start". He said taking a seat in the couch.

My eyes widen , curiosity came over me as I pulp down on the couch beside him. Did he say to start? . To start what exactly?.

"To start what?, What are you talking about? ". I ask raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well for one, we need to get more comfortable around one another, you know so people could actually believe were a thing?". He explains looking directly into my eyes.

"Oh". I simply say.

"And second, some things need to change".

"Again, what do you mean?".

"Well for one, we need to move in together , I live in a large condo just an hour from here, closer to the city". He explains to me.

Move in with him? . Well I knew for sure we had to do that when married but certainly not now.

"My father wouldn't believe I'd propose to a woman, nor think about marriage". He said .

Exactly. No one would believe this scandalous lie. A lie I was apart of.

I brush the hair from my face onto my head again. It kept falling and I was becoming annoyed trying to listen to him.

Suddenly he brings his hand up to the loose strand of hair and carefully places it behind my ear. Scooting close to me. I felt his hand travel up the spine of my back and his lips parted slowly.

"Kiss me". He says in a whisper.

"Kiss you?, why? ". I ask looking at him confused .

"It's practice , so you'll get use to it , you know, kissing me? ". He states coming closer to me , cupping my face with both his hands as his lips hovered over mine.