Love And Hate A Gideon Cross Love Story

Chapter 26

After that rather delicious meal, Gideon and I decided to take a break and  just relax inside for a while. We spent hours talking about life before all the complications.
"Remember the day I met you? " he asked... Oh yeah that day....

I was trying to get extra credit from my lecturer  , and he suggested I work as a shadower for someone,  so I tried my luck and applied at Cross industries  I was surprised to even get it.  I remember walking into Gideon's office and the wind practically being knocked out of me.  I couldn't speak , I literally just nodded when he would ask me  something.

One day when he said I could stay and listen in on his conference call, and I blurted out my thoughts,  which in turn led to him keeping a failing investment,  which by the way , has now grown into quite the establishment. I still remember  the amusement in his eyes and the shadow of a smirk  that played on his lips,  at my sudden outburst.

"Remember how you asked me out? " I teasingly questioned him,  I found it hilarious.

 
I checked my watch,  it was already 16:30 pm.  Wow I guess time flies when you're stuck in a room with a Greek  God..  I smiled to myself as I remember the day we shared.  I could face palm myself,  whenever I'm around him it's like my brain becomes a bubble of air, full of nothingness.  He makes me feel every emotion known and unknown to mankind. I have to get it together!!  For God's sake,  he's Gideon Cross, CEO of Cross industries , I mean falling for my mentor would just be wrong on sooooo many levels.
I waited patiently  for the elevator to reach the 35th floor,  I grabbed my phone out of my handbag to check for any new notifications. I had a few messages from an ex,  oh silly boy,  I'm never coming back. I realised I left my notes in Mr. Cross's office,  I hurried back to get it.  On my way there I bumped into  a wall,  embarrassed and in pain,  I took a step back to readjust myself and my aching nose,  which is probably broken,  I checked for blood before looking up and at my surroundings,  no blood,  okay we're good.  I lifted my head before noticing that the wall I bumped into wore shoes,  and was clad in a tailor made armani suit.
"Mr.  Cross I'm so sorry  , I should have watched where I was going."

He laughed.  He. Is. Laughing. At. Me.
Of course he is who wouldn't?
"Serena  relax its no train smash  , are you okay? "
"I'm fine thank you, excuse me I think I left something  in your office,  sir"
I watched him suck in a breath,  before responding to me "Looking for this? " he smirked as he waved around my notes.
"Yes,  thank you so much,  I apologise for my carelessness,  sir" I reached out for it but he pulled it back.
"Not so fast, Miss Riselle"
Uh ooh..
"Come with me. "
Like a lost puppy I followed him..  We walked to his PRIVATE elevator,  and he inserted his key,  instead of going down , we went up to the 36th floor,  which only Mr Cross had access to.
"Excuse me sir,  but I really must be off now,  I'm going to be late for dinner. " I pleaded  , not knowing why we're heading to the rooftop.
"I'm sure your boyfriend won't mind waiting a little while longer for you"
I couldn't contain the laughter that escaped my lips at this statement.
"Is something wrong Miss Reselle? "
"Pardon me Mr Cross,  I don't have a boyfriend  , I have plans with my parents for dinner"
"You don't have a boyfriend? "
" No sir I do not"
"Hmmm"
Just then the elevator dinged,  signalling we were on the 36th floor,  I walked out not knowing what to do I waited for him.
"Miss Reselle? "
"Yes Sir? "
"Take a seat, please"
I took a seat , not knowing what the fuck was happening.
"Miss Reselle,  are you sleeping with someone? "
"What the fuck"
The words came out before I could stop it.
"Pardon me Sir,  I think I misheard,  could you please repeat that? " I enquired I was so sure I heard wrong.
"Are you sleeping with anyone,  Miss Reselle? "
"Sir,  that's not appropriate ”
"We're  both adults"
"My  sex life is not your business,  would you excuse me,  I'm running late "
I was so so mad at that mongrel how dare he ask me something so personal  , ugh!!!!!  Just because he looks like a Greek god,  doesn't make him one, who does he think he is?

I remember being so mad at him,  turns out he just wanted to know if I was seeing someone,  I guess when you don't interact with people,  you tend to forget  what is deemed appropriate and what not.

"Wow I sounded like such a creep" he says. 
"No arguments from me" I said as I threw my head back cackling at his indecency.

"We have had some good times, Miss Reselle "
He looked at me with such intensity.
"Yes we have, Mr Cross "