Marcel's New Assistant

Chapter Eight: *insert chapter name here*

-Alicia's P.O.V.-

I woke up to find an arm wrapped around my waist and I'm in a bed of which isn't mine. I looked over at the time and saw that it was five in the morning. I groaned, I have work in two hours.

I turned over and saw a man sleeping peacefully. His sandy brown hair, strewn messily over his eyes. I poked his cheek, making him opened them. A magnificent blue they were.

"I had a great time last night and you're really sexy, but I have to go to work..." I said quietly. He simply nodded and removed his arm, yawning.

"Understandable." I smiled and leaned down to kiss him lightly.

"Thank you...John?"

He chuckled and nodded. "Your welcome...Alicia?" I laughed and nodded too.

I quickly got dressed and waved goodbye before setting off home.

When I got home, I took a shower and changed into some black slacks  and a light pink v-neck blouse. I got ready and headed out to work.

I arrived and knocked on Mr.-err, Marcel's door. "Come in!"

I walked in and smiled. "Goodmorning, Marcel."

Marcel looked up from his papers and smiled softly. "Goodmorning, Alicia."

"Do you actually have anything planned for me to do today?" I teased, sitting on the corner of his desk that wasn't occupied with papers.

He blushed and nodded. "I need you to go out and get me some more printing paper, a four-inch binder, and may I please have a coffee?" He asked politely.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll be back as soon as possible." He nodded and I set off doing what I need to do.

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I had bought everything Marcel needed and entered his office again. "Here you go. Two thousand sheets of printer paper, one four-inch binder, a steaming cup of black coffee and some ink, because you print a lot." I said rapidly.

-Marcel's P.O.V.-

I smiled at her, gratefully taking a sip of the coffee. "Thank you so much, Alicia. Just set that stuff right here. I'll deal with them later." I said, patting my desk.

"Nonsense! You stay right there and I'll put everything where it goes. I /am/ the assistant." She rolled her eyes playfully, before picking up the binder and putting it where it belongs.

I sighed and sit back in my seat, basking in the delicious coffee she made. When I looked back over to her, she was bent at the waist, replacing the papers. I swallowed hard. Her ass is up in the air, just begging to be-

"Filled! There you go, Marcel." She said, wiping the dust off of her pants. I blushed and nodded.

"Thank you...and this coffee is still delicious, by the way." I said, taking another sip and closing my eyes. I opened them again and saw her smirking at me. "W-what?"

"You're, like, falling in love with my coffee." She giggled.

"Well maybe I am!" I said, clutching the mug tighter. She laughed harder and smiled.

"Dummy head."

"Meanie." I said right back. She grinned and sat down. I took another sip and closed my eyes for a minute. I opened them immediately when I felt two hands on my shoulders.

"You're really tense, Marcel..." She said quietly, rubbing circles into my shoulder blades. I closed my eyes again, feeling my knots loosen.

I let out a groan when she cracked a particularly large knot. "Harder..." I said softly.