Yes, Sir.

|Dean|

I wish I could say that later on in the day, Maxwell and I talked again or even remotely saw eachother after what happened in his office...but we didn't.

I spent the last couple hours of work at my desk. My best guess was that either Maxwell went straight from his office to the staircase to leave or that I might have left before him.

As I walked through the parking garage to my car I came to the conclusion that today was actually CRAZY. I told Maxwell off over a bagel, I was spanked, Maxwell had sex with that Italian sex symbol on heels in his office..I'm still not one hundred percent on what she really is to Maxwell but whatever, my boss explained his sexual life to me and I partially seduced him.

What a day.

As I drove out of the parking garage, I could see Maxwell's fancy car still parked in the CEO section..oh well, him and I have talked enough for one day.

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Suprisingly when I went to drop of Maxwell's bagel and coffee in his office this morning he wasn't there, which is kind of odd cus he's always here early, he's like a nazi when it comes to being on time to shit.

I walked back to my desk I passing the waiting lounge to see someone waiting there..all Maxwell's meetings don't start till 8:30 and it's only 8:00...he was looking down at a magazine.

"Hello are you waiting for a meeting?"

He looked up at me and I nearly choked on my own freaking saliva. He could definetly give Maxwell a run for his money in the looks department, he had light brown hair short on the sides, tousled and a bit chaotic at the top but it was so hot...I could see straight into his crystal blue eyes as his thick bold eyebrows cast over them, his lips small and pouty and it looked like I could break my hand on his jaw.

Audrey you're going to drool all over his Armani suit!

"Yes, I have a meeting with Mr. Wade."

I didn't even care about what he said, all I focused on was his deep english accent echoing in my ears..

Jesus, Kill me, fucking shoot me in my face and kill me now because I just can't take this perfection, how can this...how can he be real?!

He looked at me and I snapped back into it, "Oh! You're Mr. Collins?" he smiled...'I'm going to faint' while standing up and shaking my hand, he was dressed in an all black suit with a skinny black tie, "Call me Dean."

Oh.my.god.

I Smiled, "Mr. Wade isn't in yet, your meeting is it at 8:30"

"Oh I know I just like to be early."

His accent is to much to handle.

"Alright, well I'll let you know when he's in."

He smiled and sat back down as I turned around and made my way to my desk. I checked my phone it was already 8:05...this is unusual for Maxwell.

My phone started ringing, "Hello?"

"My office now." he quickly hung up before I could say anything...his voice was calm yet stern, he's so bi-polar.

I walked back past Dean, he was flipping through another magazine, Uff he is so hot it hurts.

I knocked on Maxwell's door and I heard him say "Come in" quietly.

He was drinking the last of his coffee as I stood infront of his desk, "I need you to file these." He handed me a full folder without even looking me in the eyes. I nodded and turned around, "I also need you to forget about our little conversation yesterday." I turned back around....he was fixing papers on his desk casually.