FORBIDDEN KRUSH

CHAPTER 9

A week later back at work bright and early before anyone else arrived. I had five blogs to write before lunch. I was determined to stay focused on work instead of him. Yup, he was him now and I was supposed to be detoxing while I was away. Getting him out my system seemed to be a challenge since all I could think about was his hug.

"Well hello Zo, good morning, and welcome back" Marcus said with his arms open and his smile larger than life. The sound of his voice caught me off guard or was it the excitement in his voice. I had no choice but to give him what he was asking for. Our hug was long, tight but shameless.

"How was your trip" he said as he released me. "It was good, thanks for asking. How have you been"?   "I been good".   "You missed me" I said curious.   "It would be hard not to".  I laughed because I was flattered. "You do know you were missed as well, right"? "No I didn't but I guess I do now". The way he was looking at me, made me nervous. Made my mind go places it shouldn't,  entertaining thoughts that maybe we could....

I quickly snapped out of it when I heard him say "what time you going to lunch"? "I don't know". I hesitated before asking "why"? "I wanted to join you". "Really? That would be nice. How about 12 esh"? "Come get me when you're ready" he said as he backed up to walk away. I was ready the moment he said it in my head and my heart. My nerves were on fire, the knot in my stomach, and the anxious feeling all kept me on edge. I was watching the clock more than I was working. As I wrapped up some loose ends and ran some errands for Rosie, time had caught up with me and made me proud.

11:55 I turned the corner to make my way to Marcus.  On my way I had small talk with a few co workers and papers to drop off to the print shop.  To my surprise Marcus was in the area talking to Jonathan.  I didn't want to interrupt their conversation so I just stood off to the side and waited patiently.  12 o'clock he looked over at me and asked if I was ready.  I didn't say a word just nodded my head yes in a slow motion as if I was afraid someone would see.  We stepped on the elevator me first.  He stood on one side and I on the other.  My eyes found his and we rode in silence.  I wanted to turn and look away but I didn't.  I wanted to walk over and touch him as if he was some type of exquisite fur or silk I had never felt before but I didn't.  I wanted to walk over and kiss him, press my breast up against him but I didn't.  8 floors down and once again I had entertained the thought of getting next to this man.  

The Coney Cafe was off the chain but we manage to find a booth in the corner.  We sat opposite to each other and started small talk as the waitress brought our water and silverware.  I really didn't know what to say so I said what I always say "why you staring at me, you making me nervous."  "So, you don't want me to look at you?"  "I'd probably be mad if you wasn't".  We laughed and the waitress came back to take our order.  We hadn't even looked at the menu yet so we sent her away for 5 more minutes.  We picked up the menu's but was interrupted by Megan.  "Hey" she said standing at the table with a smile.  Marcus returned her smile and asked if she wanted to join us.  "Yea, sure".  She was standing closest to his end of the table so he scooted out to let her in.  Them two on one side of the table and me on the other was disintegrating my mental.  They were having conversations and I couldn't breath.  She was looking at him googly and he was smiling at her with the smile that didn't belong to me.  The waitress came back once again and asked if we were ready to order.  "You know what you want" I heard him ask her but before she could answer I chimed in.  "Oh, I forgot I had a meeting, I have to go".  I stood not even giving him time to respond but being the gentlemen that he was he stood too.  Anger had flooded my spirit and my bye was almost a whisper.  I left but turned back around when I reach the door to see if he sat back next to her or on the other side.

An hour in a half later Marcus was at my desk.  "Meeting over already" his stare was saying something but I couldn't really understand what.  "Umm yes, and why are looking at me like" he cut me off before I could finish my sentence.  "Like a lier, because that's what you are".  "Wow um I'm too busy right now so if you like we can finished this later.  I'm working late what about you?"  He didn't respond he just walked away.  I got up and walked over to Missy station because she was giggling.  Clearly she had overheard something she shouldn't of.  "So you gonna tell me what's that all about" she said without hesitation.  "Nothing" I responded quickly".  "Liar" she said as we shared a laugh but this was no laughing matter I was pissed off at him.

8pm everyone had cleared out and most the lights was off.  I was just wrapping up a few things when I heard footsteps.  "I'm getting ready to leave".  "Marcus, yes I did lie about the meeting but I am not a lier.  One lie doesn't make you a liar".  "One lie is usually followed by another and another".  "I can explain".  He didn't say a word but the look he was giving me was making it hard for me to get my words together.  I knew he would be listing closely judging every word I said to his unsatisfactory.  "I was up set, you invited your self to lunch with me and then invited someone else to join us" I said as I shrugged my shoulders up and down like it was no big deal.  "Right, I wanted to have lunch with you and you left".  "Why did you ask her to join us?"  "Zoya it was just lunch.  She was standing there so I did the polite thing and ask if she wanted to join us."  "Oh the polite thing huh, what about me, did you ask if I wanted someone to join us?  Was it polite to offer her to sit next to you or would it have been polite for you to get up and give her your seat and you sit next to me!  Was it polite for you to be looking at her like that,smiling at her light that, breaking all the rules!!!  I mean I'm just saying...but you think I'm wrong for leaving?"  "Rules.  I don't want to fight about this, no I'm not going to fight about this".  "This is not a fucking fight this is a conversation".  "If you're talking louder than me then this is not a conversation i'm  about to continue" he said as he turned to walk away.  "So you're just gonna leave me"?  "I'll be at the elevator".  He was calm, quiet but then I could see how mad he was.  It showed in his face, eyes and his temple.  

I gathered my things and walked to the elevator.  He stood on one side and I the other.  He was mad and we were riding 16 floors down in silence.  As the elevator took it's time getting to our destination.  I looked over at Marcus.  Even covered in all that anger he looked so sexy and I wanted to not be mad any more.  By the time we reached the 8th floor I had decided to squash it.  I walked up to him looked him in his eyes and smiled then leaned in to kiss him but he blocked it with his arm and gently pushed me away.  He wasn't smiling and he was rejecting my kiss.  What would have been our first kiss.  I didn't know if I was more embarrassed or just hurt.  But the elevator opened and I walked off  leaving my pride stuck on the elevator floor.  I reached my car first, I didn't say a word nor did I look over at him.  He kept walking a couple feet over to his truck.  "Goodnight" I heard him say and he got in his truck and took off.  

Mental note:  done.