The Boss is Always Right

Am I Being Presumptuous?

                 

We walk down the street and find this small Asian fusion place, which I've wanted to try so we go in there and take our seats. The atmosphere is nice and cosy and very intimate. We sit across from each other and I don't know why but I look down, nervous. Marcus reaches his hand across the table so I put mine in his. Now, I'm no small guy but my hand looks really small compared to his.

'Don't be nervous' he says softly.

'I don't know why I am really' I say looking up.

The waitress comes over with menus and we order our drinks.

'Hey I don't mean to sound presumptuous but why don't we do something fun next week' Marcus says 'I've stepped back a bit at Hartley's and I don't need to be at the club until the evenings so I have some during the week to do something.'

'Yeah that sounds good, I'm free after 5 all week and I don't start until 11.' I say 'not that it matters that I go in late, of course, its not like you'll be there in the morning right? Of course not that would be silly we just meet. Now I'm being presumptuous...' I stop babbling when Marcus squeezes my hand softly.

'I didn't think that was what you were saying don't worry, but who know what will happen.' He says with a cheeky smirk.

I blush again, God why do I act like this around him normally I'm more confident.

The waitress comes back and we place our orders. We get a sharing platter where you can try a bit of everything on the menu. 

'So what job did you end up getting?' Marcus asks me.

'Oh, its this really cute little book shop called The Works, there aren't that many hours but it pays well so...' I trail off.

'That's great, I'm so proud of you, you got a job so quickly' He says.

For some reason his praise makes me feel all warm inside, as if affirming that I did something right.

'Thanks, I was lucky' I don't say anything else, my financial situation isn't any of his business anyway, and I don't need him knowing that I'm struggling.

The food comes but I don't really register the waitress to focused on Marcus.

'I don't think it's luck but okay' he says with a smile once she leaves. He acts a lot differently that the slightly arrogant man I bumped into on the street, I wonder what changed.

'We never did plan on what were doing later this week' I say.

'Oh yes, I was thinking I could take you on a little trip on the river' he says casually.

'That sounds fun, I haven't done that before, I guess I'm always busy.' I say. It's a good thing those tour boats go until after 5, I wonder which one we will take. 'Where shall I meet you?'

'How about I pick you up, say 6, Tuesday?' He suggests.

'That sounds great' I say. Good that way tomorrow evening I'll be able to go the gym and do some sculpting and finish up on some stuff. That reminds me I have to go and show my work to some gallery's to see if they will show my stuff.

We sit and talk about anything and everything, from pets to plans for the future to what animal you secretly want to be. By the time we leave its late and the sun has long gone down. I let out a very flattering yawn.

'Wow it's late' I say looking at my phone.

'Yeah, I completely lost track of time, we should probably get going' Marcus says with a slight frown. I wave down the waitress and go to grab my wallet.

'I've got this.' Marcus says

'No it's okay I have to pay for something when we eat together at some point Marcus' I say with a laugh.

'I insist.' He says, his eyes go hard for a second then soften back to their warm glow.

'Thanks' I say softly. I'm starting to get that he doesn't like it when things don't go his way, not in a bad way but I can tell he is used to getting what he wants. And he definitely knows how to get it.

Marcus POV

Dinner with Cas was great. I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never had such strong feelings for someone in such a short amount of time. Cas was beautiful tonight he's sexy without even trying to be which only makes him sexier.

It takes about 20 mins to get back to My house so when I get in it's about 12:30 and I'm ready to drop. I put my keys in the bowl by the door and head up the two flights of stairs to my room.

My house is fairly large for just one person but I like it. It is useful when my sisters visit with their boyfriends so I don't dwell on it. I live just off King's Road so the sound of traffic doesn't reach me, which is nice. It is a modern looking terraced house on the corner of Godfrey St. There are four bedrooms (one I changed into a home gym) and bathrooms, a beautiful open plan kitchen, living room, study and roof terrace. Sometimes I like to go out there at night and look up and see if I can see any stars with all the light pollution that comes out of London.

When I get up to my room I go straight into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I stare at myself in the mirror and I see cold eyes looking back. Is this what Cas sees? I hope not. I have been acting so different lately he brings out something in me that I thought was kicked out of me as a child.

I go back into my bedroom and fall back onto my mattress. I slowly take off my clothes and get into bed; I'll shower tomorrow.

6.00 a.m

My alarm goes off at 6 in the morning, which is always unnecessary because I'm up anyway. I'm sitting in the living room having my cup of coffee before I head upstairs go for a run on the treadmill. Sometimes I will run outside if I'm in the mood but if not I can do it in the comfort of my own home.

I wish I had said that I would see Cas today, it's weird but I miss him already. But who knows we do bump into each other at the oddest times. Think back I can't believe how I acted when I thought he was on a date. I didn't even know him then for god sake.  I acted lie a jealous 15 year old girl. Ever since I met him he's stirred something in my life and I don't know what to do about it.