12 - Worry About You

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After another one of their hot and heavy sessions leaving Tyler breathing heavily on the couch while Jared is as refreshed as a daisy. They were working on another of Jared's papers when he suddenly grabbed the green-eyed man mentioning something about Tyler looking too good to devour.

"Jared... How many times have I asked you not to while we're working!" Tyler yelled angrily at a self-satiated Jared.

"You loved it. So stop getting do worked up." Jared said smoking nonchalantly.

"Well, excuse me for not being able to really do my work right at my other job!" Tyler fumed. Since he was taking first shower, Tyler's thoughts were filled with how surreal his life was, and how he just had to fall in love with his former boss who happened to be a vampire, and how he suddenly ended up with giving his blood and body to said vampire. 'Honestly, I enjoy the feeling of his arms around me, holding me... Who wouldn't enjoy being held by the one they loved? He doesn't pamper me like his other 'meals', which is sort of nice.' Tyler thought interrupting himself realizing he had been lost in his thoughts and just drying the same spot on his cheek with a towel that was already dry. Quickly, Tyler, dressed into fresh clothes and fixed himself up and walked out of the door ready to talk business with glasses in place.

"Jared, do you have any alternations to your schedule?"

Jared clad in nothing but a robe with his bangs covering his eyes looked disbelievingly at Tyler.

Ignoring his boss's silence Tyler continued, "I'm putting together the sample sheets for the secretarial office, and you have one dinner planned for next week.... Mr. Justin Hartley...?" He said all this while working and typing furiously at the same time moving his attention from the laptop to the date book, and stopped when he read the name.

"A bureaucrat's son. He's my new 'meal' partner." Jared explained.

Tyler's back was turned towards Jared and was glad of his position because then his mate wouldn't see the pain on his face. "Understood, I'll fix the schedule. And you've also sent me the data from the meeting, thank you." He replied masking his voice and continued to type furiously.

Jared began to walk towards the bathroom when he couldn't help but notice the continuous typing that wasn't even the amount of typing he expected considering the work, but more like it was to finish the entire month's schedules and papers. Turning back not surprised at all to find Tyler lost in the work he began to say, "Ehm... you know, you don't have to finish everything tonight... Anytime during this week's all right...?"

"This week is full of meetings at Erde, so even if I postpone my work here, I'll be late coming home and-" Tyler cut himself off realizing what he just said.

Hearing the name Erde Jared pouted and suddenly the room was filled with a menacing aura. "Hmm... Erde is it?"

Tyler cringed hearing the question knowing fairly well that behind him is 6'4" of angry masculinity.

"It can't be helped that Jeff arranged for you to be there so there would be some distance between us because I was drinking your blood. And it also can't be helped that ever since you transferred from Polverini Corp. to our subsidiary company you can work for me only after your official working hours. But even if I say it couldn't be helped, the fact still stands." Jared said all this as he walked closer and closer to Tyler trapping him to the desk. "You are mine boy." He said while talking Tyler's glasses off.

"Ahh... Jared, I already took a shower, and if I don't hurry home my mom will be worried...!" Tyler argued and struggled, but lost.

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While Tyler was walking to the entrance of Polverini HQ his smile spread on his face one so bright it could out shine the sun. Thoughts of working as Jared's private secretary again whirled around his mind and before he got too lost in his thoughts righted himself and readied himself for the new day. "Well, I better stop standing here and go straight to the Manager's office and give him my report." Tyler proclaimed.

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