I Only Wanted Fun (Then You Got Me All Fucked Up On Love)

Pete's POV

It was the first day after the hiatus announcement and I was returning back to the office. I walk into the studio and climb the stairs to my own office. God knows the elevator here is shit. I open the door and sit down but I notice across the hall where my old assistant sat was a new younger girl. She was gorgeous and she looked dangerous. I call for Bob to get in the room. When he walks in I tell him to close the door then I make a subtle gesture towards the new employee.

"Well you wanted a break from Fall Out Boy so we're giving you a completely fresh start. Mirium dealt with all Fall Out Boy Shay deals with all Pete Wentz." Bob tells me and turns to look out the large window at her. She smiles at him. Her lips are ruby red and teeth sparkling white. She has gorgeous long blonde hair that she has curled and glasses. Theyre large ray bans that hide her bluish green eyes. Her skin is porcelain. She rises to get out of her chair and walks towards my office. She is curvy like a country road that I want to explore. She wears a button up long sleeve blouse thats white and a black pencil skirt with black pumps. When she comes in she speaks with a velvet voice, "Hello Mr. Wentz, my name is Shay Glenn. Im your new assistant. If you need anything just let me know." She flashes that smile and turns to leave, I cant help myself but watch her with lust in my eyes. Mr. Wentz, huh? I could get used to that. I feel something hit my shoulder and I see Bob glaring at me.

"Dont you dare think about it Wentz. Shes only 22 and your assistant. Dont make me get a spray bottle just in case. Ill have to spray you everytime you get that stupid look I  your eyes."

"Relax Bob, I wont attack her. Just curious to see what shes about."

"Shes about your business and thats it Wentz. She isnt your business, she gets all of your scheduling and appointments, she gets you where you need to go. She does not, and I repeat, DOES NOT end up in your bed. Understand?"

I nod and Bob leaves. Well, when have I ever been the one to listen to Bob? And you know what? I will make her my business I look up and see her bent over the desk working on some kind of a sticky note then putting it on her dry erase board. She returns to her bent over position and I cant help but wonder. Oh hell yes Im making her my damn business.