Just his Secretary

1st Date

*knock knock*

"Oh my God! He's here!!!!!" I said to Max as he took a step back and face palmed himself.

"You need to hide! What's he going to think when he sees you here!?"

"I know. You get out of here, and go on your little date, ill stay here, and let myself out." He nodded.

"Alright sounds good!" I said with a smile, and started to walk outside my room,  when suddenly, the next thing I knew, was I was once again face to face with Max. Our faces only millimeters from each other. I looked down to see his hand tightened firmly around my wrist. He had yanked me towards him as I was walking towards the front door.

"What are you doing?" I whispered knowing, Mr. Berch was waiting on the other side of the door.

"Shhhhhh", he put his finger on my lips. We once again went into a trans, my eyes locked with his green eyes. It was as if the world had completely stopped around us.

*knock knock* Once again, however, we were interrupted. "Just....be careful." He said, as he let go of my wrist and hid behind the door. I nodded, and opened it.

"Hello Mr.Berch! I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to the door-"

"No worries, you look gorgeous!"I shied away at his comment, trying to laugh it off.

"Its really nothing Mr. Ber-"

"Oh stop addressing me so formally, we're on a date, not a meeting. Is it ok if I call you Ashley, and you call me Jack?"

"Yeah... we should really get going mr- I'm sorry, Jack ." Poor guy, I thought to myself. If only he didn't take this facade so seriously I might've been able to relax.

"And we shall, Ashley" he smiled.
I closed the door behind me, catching a glimpse of Max's face. He looked like he was in some deep thought, different then his usual mean look. This time though his face was stern, it was as though he had a look, I cant quite put a name to it, it was on the tip of my tongue, when my train of thought was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder.

"You ready?" He asked, in the most polite manner ever, it was enough to make anyone melt.

"Yup lets go!"
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Maxs POV
As the door shut behind her, I started to get an anxious feeling in my stomach. Though I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. Not that I care about where she is or what she does. She's just my secretary, its her job to do what I tell her to.
I looked up to see her petty little cheap couch, right in front of an old TV, hooked up to bunny ear antennae. I walked closer to get a better look, there was a blanket set on top of the raggedy red couch. By the looks of the couch one could tell how old it was. It was worn out to death and back. She must really love this couch, it looks like she uses it a lot.
As I continued looking around, I stumbled upon her room, once again, and walked in. The theme of old and worn seemed to continue throughout the the
whole house.
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Ashleys POV
As I sat in his BMW in the passenger seat I realized that I had left my phone at home, though we were already half way there, its not like I needed a phone on my date anyways, I thought to myself. The thought soon faded away, as I took in my surroundings. The black leather seats felt cold beneath me. It was chilly in his car, but that was fine, i've sat through colder before. I looked at him from the corner of my eye, he drove, intensely focused on the road, at least, I think that was were his focus lied. His face was stern. After five minutes of complete silence, I couldn't keep still.

"Umm", I broke the silence,"so were are we going Jack?" I asked uncertain of a reply.

His stern face instantaneously reshaped itself into the one I was familiar with. One of kindness.