I love you, Mr Ambrose

What are you doing?

Hello my little Ifrifts and welcome to I love you, Mr Ambrose. 😄
This is my first fanfiction of a book so it'll probably be crap, but yeah...

I don't own any of the characters in this book, (apart from Sir Van Lichtonstein) they are the creation of RobThier hence the name Fanfiction. So I hope you all enjoy!

0.1 What are you doing?
Lilly
I skip into work, not caring about the fact that Mr Ambrose would probably personally arrange my Kurds riff I continued. I was just so happy!
Last night Captain Carter and I had gone out for a picnic, and he had taught me how to fire a bow and arrow. It had been great fun.

Hmm, maybe I could try it out on Mr Ambrose some time....
I chuckle to myself, the smile on my face growing wider at the thought.

"Mr Linton." Ah, the joyful words of my lovely boss, Mr Ambrose.
He's always so cheerful, and full of praise. Just a ray of sunshine.
"Yes, sir?"
"Why are you using those... Facial contortions again?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Oh you mean smiling?"
"Yes. Stop it immediately." He frowns, one of his favourite facial contortions.

"Or what?" I tease. His little finger twitches, earning a smirk from me.
Swiftly, he stands, and in two swift steps, he is next to me, shoving my back hard up against the wall. I gulp. Maybe making him mad wasn't the smartest of ideas in hindsight.

My breathing hitches, as I breathe in his scent. Then he speaks, slowly and coldly. "Or," he drawls, "Ill have to make you."

Am I the only one that thinks Mr Ambrose is aware of Lilly's feelings? Cause he seems to be quite the tease.