Do not cross the line

Chapter 7

You walked toward your work desk, big cup of take away coffee from Evelyn's bakery in your hand, while you greeted your co-workers on the way to your desk.

You saw from further how Mike stood up from his desk when he saw you walking through the office, which made you roll your eyes - could he be more obvious?

You took a sip of your coffee as you sat down at your desk, opening your Mac and placing your bag on the floor on your feet.

When you raised your gaze, you saw Mike standing behind your desk.

"So, are you today free for lunch?" - he asked with lifted eyebrows. You chuckled and logged in to your Mac.

"No." - you said simply and took another sip of your coffee.

"You go to lunch with Mr. Drake again?" - you could hear from his tone that he was little irritated, but the name he mentioned made you almost choke on your coffee when the thing you witnessed last night popped into your mind.

You put your hand front of your mouth while you coughed when you tried to avoid to cough straight to your screen, making the coffee spill on it from your mouth.

Mike looked at you with confuse, but he walked around the table and patted your back gently.

"You okay?" - you nodded and coughed the worst feeling away from your throat, as you felt how Mike left his hand on your back.

"No, I'm not going with him." - you said while rubbing soft your chest and taking a careful sip from your coffee to moisten your throat.

"With who then?" - Mike asked, still not taking his hand away from your back.

"Is not of your business Mike." - you said and moved a little with your chair, so his hand slipped from your back.

You heard him snort, and soon you saw him walking on his desk, as you started working, while your heart was racing in your chest.

You managed to forget what you saw the day before, but now when Mike mentioned Sam, his bare chest haunted your mind again.

You shook your head and opened the software and started to work on with the sketch you almost got finished before the unhappy accident.

A few hours later you leaned back in your chair, looking at the sketch you just finished, you made few changes and added something to it and you thought it looked really good. Smile raise your lips and proud filled your chest.

Soon you felt a hand on the back of the chair, fingers slightly touching your back, and you were sure it was Mike again, so you sighed and were about to tell him to fuck off when, low, a raspy voice spoke right next to your ear, which sends cold shivers through your body.

"That looks amazing Y/N."

You focused on the screen, so you saw Sam's reflection from it when he was standing right behind you, his head next to yours, when he was leaning a little over your shoulder to look closer.

Your heart started to beam on your chest and you swallowed before opened your mouth.

"Thank you."

Sam moved a little, so he was standing next to you, resting his other hand still behind you on the backrest, while he landed his other hand to the table, while his eyes roamed the screen.

Your eyes wondered to his neck, and his inked birds, which you saw now more specific when his neck was really close to you. You looked at those four inked birds, which were covered with slight stubble.