Previously known as; My possessive, obsessive, Arrogant Boss.
I. DESPISE him. I. HATE. Him. I LOATHE him with a burning passion! Who the hell does he think he is leading my existence like I'm his own servant? Who is he to sever my liaisons with my c...
This is the question I seem to be asking myself as soon as I sit myself down and give a small smile to Ben, to keep him from being suspicious about my discomfort and asking me questions that I don't feel like answering, as Evan is scrutinizing me with his intense gaze and I have to grip on to the side of thighs to keep from squirming.
''Is everything alright?'' Ben asked with a concerned face.
Shit, he noticed my discomfort.
''Yes, everything is fine,'' I said, giving him a tight-lipped smile.
''You sure?''
''Yes, don't worry I'm completely fine.'' I gave him a real smile, albeit small, but a real smile nonetheless and I saw relief washing over his face before he waved a waiter over to take our order.
''Hello, ma'am. Sir. What would you like to order?'' She asked, fluttering her long eyelashes at him.
He didn't seem to notice the flirtatious gesture of the waitress and was completely immersed in the menu, going through plenty of dishes, his blue eyes moving up and down trying to decide what to order. His eyebrows scrunched adorably over his eyes as he concentrated on the menu.
He's so fucking hot, My inner vixen making a sudden appearance, fanning herself while gliding her hands slowly down her breasts, navel, dow- Ok stop. I needed to calm myself.
I was so lost in my lusty thoughts that I didn't hear ben calling for me until he snapped his fingers in front of my eyes to get my attention. ''I'm sorry, what?''
He shook his head slowly an amused expression adorning his chiseled face and asked once again, ''What would you like to have?''
''I-um,'' I paused and quickly reached for the menu to take a look at it but before I could, I accidentally knocked the glass of water resting on my right down with a loud crash, and the spilled all over me.
I had never felt as embarrassed as I had now.
Tears of shame blurred my vision as I slowly rose to my feet, excused myself, and made a beeline towards the ladies' bathroom. I locked my stall as soon as I entered it and perched myself on top of a toilet when I'd closed the lid of it and allowed my tears to flow freely.
Why do you have the need to embarrass yourself whenever things are going perfect Ava, why?
I questioned myself, over and over again until the tears dried and I lost the ability to produce more of them. I patted my cheeks several times, making sure they were dry and stood up from the toilet I was sitting on and composed myself with a deep, relaxed, and well-needed sigh I opened the door and stepped out.
My immediate reaction was to scream or call someone to throw him out since it was a ladies' toilet and no men were allowed to enter it, but considering the fact that he had no shame, I shouldn't have been surprised to find him standing in front of me with those Green mesmerizing eyes that were looking down at me with concern and worry etched in them.
Evan
I should've known he'd follow me once he saw I wasn't there due to him having his fixed on me the entire time of me sitting in my chair which was barely 10 mins and I was in here in the first place because he didn't seem to know when to mind his own damn business. And suddenly I was angry tenfolds, he was the reason I couldn't enjoy my evening, he was the reason I became nervous in the first place, he was the reason for everything bad happening in my life.
''What is the name of raspberry pies,'' I gave him my best- I'm not in the mood for bullshit- look, ''are you doing here?''
''Just making sure you're alright.'' He said softly but confidently. Although, I could see a hint of amusement in his eyes but also a concern and it made my stomach flip but I pushed the feeling away and instead focused on the fact how he ruined my date with an amazing guy.
''I was before you decided to waltz in and ruin everything!'' I cross my arms over my chest and muster the scariest death glare I can. His eyes flicker down towards my chest as I do so and I roll my eyes while snapping my fingers at him. ''My eyes, are up here.''
He smiles at me amusedly, ''I know Ava.''
''Just-just get out okay? I'm not in the mood to deal with you or your childish behavior right now.''
''I will after you tell me how you are?''
''I'm A-okay as you can see and healthy like a horse, happy?'' He raises his eyebrows at that, ''Now go.''
He takes a step forward, his hand reaching for me but I stop his advances and hold up a hand for him to stop, ''Just go, okay, I don't need your help.''
He stares at me for a couple of seconds, penetrating green eyes looking into my soul, ''If that's what you wish.'' And turns to leave.
I release a much-needed breath and move towards the basin and splash some cold water on my face that immediately cools me down a bit and I rip a piece of tissue paper from the tissue holder I see beside me and dry my face and wipe off the mascara that smudged a bit due to my crying.
Speaking of crying, I wonder what Ben's thinking about me right now? He probably hates my guts and is reprimanding himself over how stupid he was to ask me out on a date in the first place and what kind of a klutz I am and how-, I groan my train of thoughts because they're making me upset again and I can see the moisture building behind my eyes again.
The only way to know what he's thinking is to go out and face him.
If he even is out there...
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First of: I AM SO SORRY.
I know some of you are my loyal readers and I'm so sorry for depriving you of this, I promise I'll try to be more active and update soon, I'm just extremely busy with my uni and studies are hard rn but imma make time for you guys. I PROMISE.
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