Our Little Secret | [j.b]

13

Rosaline F.

I coughed as I packed up my things to get ready to go home. I'm not sure if Justin's house is considered home for me now but he said I'm always welcomed. I loved how this office was so spacey, I was happy that I had my own little private place to work. Well not exactly private if Justin's right beside me. Time to clean up. I lifted the big pile of folders and slowly slide them into the draw. The bottom of it slipped and papers went flying everywhere. "Fuck.." I mumbled, coughing afterwards. I guess I was getting a slight cold. There was a knock on the door and I turned to see Justin standing there waiting patiently. I walked over and opened the door.

"Hi," he smiled as he walked in. "Hi." Well this was awkward. "Ah-cho!" I stumbled a bit before looking at Justin again. "Bless you. Oh and need any help?" He pointed to the pile of hours of work wasted on the floor. "Yes." We both kneeled down and started to pick them up. "This took my hours." I whined, not wanting to re-do everything. "Don't worry about it, I'll fix it later." I lifted my head. "Really?" He nodded, picking up the rest and sitting them on the desk. "Just leave that there." He said.

"So..." He started.

"Yeah.." I rubbed my arm. Things were so awkward since I broke things off with Chris. He'd finally left my house and he stated that he would be gone. He even said he was going to go visit his mom in Texas. It's good I finally broke things off, I'm not sure I could have stayed with him the way he treated me. I just couldn't. "Are you ready?" Justin broke the silence. I nodded following him to the elevator.

We stood there, the silence eating away at us as we waited. For sure there was tension between us. Neither one of us had really looked into what was going on between us. I had no idea. First we were like best friends. Even if he was my boss, we still talked like we new each other our whole lives. But now things were different. When I was around him I felt something. Like I need to be around him, that if there was a problem he was my rock and I was his. He's always been there for me. I couldn't explain how I felt about him, how my heart fluttered when I thought about him.

His fingers touched my hand, holding like he needed to touch me. He didn't speak at all. Just let our hands touch like our lips once did. "Are you okay?" I finally asked. He shrugged. "I'm not sure about that. Someone's been distracting me all day and I don't know what to do about it." He held a strong gaze.

Was he referring to me?

The thought of me being on his mind all day made my jump with excitement inside. That was new. "Is that good or bad?" I asked. "You tell me." He winked and walked out the elevator as the doors opened. I hurried up to catch up with him. "Stop playing games Mr. Bieber." He turned around swiftly and grabbed my wrist, pulling me close to him. His breathe hovering over my lips. "You know I love it when you call me Mr. Bieber?" He asked, his breathing hitched a bit.  I couldn't speak; my heart beating faster. His lips lingered over mine, brushing against mine lightly. "I'm tempted but I don't want to catch that cold." He pulled away smirking. "You tease." I whined.

"Who said I was a tease? You've been a tease for as long as I know." he bit his lip, looking over my outfit. "I hadn't noticed." I really hadn't. That must be why I always caught him staring at me. "Mmhm, don't believe it for a second." He said starting the car.

**

Somehow things escalated. His lips were on mine, kissing hungrily. His hands were all over me, sending waves of excitement in every place he touched. My back pressed against the wall. My legs wrapped around his waist as he trailed kisses down my neck.

Justin B.

I couldn't help myself. As soon as the door closed, I had to kiss her. They way she dressed, the way she walked down the hallway. Her dress tugging tightly on her curves, begging me to rip it off and reveal her beautiful brown skin. I didn't have intentions on having sex with her. I wanted to ask her out properly. Make her my girlfriend and shout out to the world that she's finally mine.

But kissing on her neck right now made it hard not to pass that up. I stopped, breathing heavily, smirking at the art I made on her neck. She looked in my eyes, a hint of lust in them. I loved seeing her all hot and bothered by me. I knew that was the way she was feeling on the elevator. I could tell from her body language.

She was thinking about me.

"Are you going to kiss me again, or are you going to stare at me all night?" She asked, he legs still wrapped around my waist. "I would but I want to run you a bath." She furrowed her eyebrows. "Thanks but Justin-"

"Sh, don't question it. Go put on a robe, I'll have the tub  ready for you." She didn't argue as I placed her back on her feet.

**

I filled the bath bubbles and lavender scented candles. Her favorite. I played one of my favorites, "End of the Road." I walked out of the bathroom to look for Rose. "Rose, the ba-wow." She stopped immediately. She stood there in front of me in her purple lingerie, the fabric that held beautiful designs. I knew I'd accidentally walked in on her but I couldn't break my gaze from her body. "Justin.." she said quietly, her heart beat picking up. "I-I'm sorry. I'll leave, the bath is ready." She nodded. The tip of her ears; graced with a bright red.

"Thank you." I could faintly hear her say before I closed the door behind me.

**

Rosaline F.

I put on an over sized t-shirt I had and walked into the room. I was met with a shirtless Justin, his dirty blonde hair ruffled like he'd messed up his perfect quiff on purpose.

He was scrolling through his phone. Completely unaware of me drooling over his structured body. He finally lifted his head. "Oh I'm sorry. I just wanted to wait on you." His cheeks getting slightly pink. "That's fine. Wanna watch a movie?" I asked.

He nodded, "I'm down."

We sat quietly beside each other, laughing every now and then at the movie. I couldn't help but get distracted. Sometimes I'd be focused on the movie and other times I was infatuated with the man beside me. I couldn't get over how hot his hair looked even messed up. I had a strong urge to run my fingers through it. "You're staring." Justin smirked.

"Sorry," I suddenly felt nervous around him. "Don't be shy, I know you're attracted to me." He lightly bit his lip. But his eyes stayed on the tv. "Justin.." I placed my hand on his arm, completely forgetting about the movie. "Please Rose, you're making it so hard for me right now."

"Why is that?" I questioned, running a hand up and down his arm.

He ran a hand through his hair. "I can't do this right now. Rose stop." He turned serious. "Fine." I snatched my hand away from him. "Don't be like that." He touched my hand. "No! You don't want me, I get it. I'll just leave." I got off the bed walking towards the door.

"Rose.." He sighed.

"Don't bother me." I walked out of the room, feeling horrible about myself.

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"Playtime is over, over. I got no time to play no games with you..."-JB 💜

btw next chapter will be in the other book, may be the last one...👀