The Secretary

The Mistake

So sorry for not updating in almost a week. I've been busy and tired.
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The next morning I woke up with a pounding headache. God, how much did I drink last night?

I tried to sit up but I felt like I was being held down. And indeed I was. By a certain someone's arm.

I looked over to my side and gasped when I saw Carson next to me with his arm protectively around my waist. He was so close to me and then I realized another detail. We both had no clothes on whatsoever.

I quickly but gently pulled his arm off of me to try and not wake him up but that didn't do anything because he started to stir.

He let out a groan and it looked like he also had a headache. He slowly opened his eyes and they widened slightly when they saw me next to him but then a smirk came across his face.

"Morning gorgeous." He said with tiredness in his voice.

I narrowed my eyes and sat up, pulling the blanket to cover my naked body.

"What the hell did we do last night?" I asked and then all the memories of last night replayed in my head. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I then heard him chuckle.

"What are you chuckling at?" I asked with a small glare. Why did he seem like what happened between us was totally fine? I had sex with my boss! What did I just get myself into?

"Just watching your shocked face when you finally remembered what we did. Did you really hate it that much?" He asked but he didn't sound hurt at all. He was teasing me.

"You're my boss, Carson! It was wrong what we did. Plus, I don't want to be your fling. I can't believe I did that.." I mumbled and quickly started to put my clothes back on.

"So you would've liked it if I wasn't your boss?" He asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I never said I didn't like it I just said that it was wrong.." I mumbled as I avoided his gaze.

"Brooklyn, I don't just sleep around with people just because. There's usually a reason." He said which made me blush like crazy. What did he mean by that? Before I could ask him he had already put his clothes on and walked out of my room.

What was the reason behind last night? Would I ever actually know?

Carson's pov
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I quickly changed into one of my suits when I was in my room with a small smile on my face as I thought about last night. That girl really was something. She made me feel so weird when I was around her. She made me feel happy for some reason. A feeling I hardly ever showed anymore. And whenever I touched her it felt like I was being shocked by some sort of electricity. And all I knew right now was that I wanted her. I wanted her to be mine. But damn that girl is stubborn. But I won't be giving up anytime soon until she's mine. I won't let her get away.

Brooklyn's pov
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I finished packing all my things back into my suitcase but for some reason I couldn't get what happened last night out of my head. He was so sweet. He took me to dinner and to the Eiffel Tower. Did he...like me? No, that's impossible. He's rich and powerful while I'm poor and have nothing. He will never like someone like me when he has much better options.

I was then pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a knock on my door. I grabbed my suitcase and opened the door.

"Ready to go?" Carson asked as he leaned against the doorframe with a small smile on his face as he stared at me.

I nodded and walked out of my room and started to walk down the hall with him.

"Please don't tell me you're going to ignore me because of what happened between us. Don't be a child." He said as we got into the elevator.

"I am not being a child." I said as I gave him a glare but all he did was laugh.

The rest of the trip was silent as we drove to the airport and boarded his private plane.

Once we sat down in our chairs we took off quickly. I gripped onto the arm rest of my chair and squeezed my eyes shut. I hated flying. It always gave me bad anxiety because of all the possibilities that could happen. But then I felt someone holding my hand. I opened one of my eyes and saw Carson holding my hand with a look of concern in his eyes. For some reason I felt so much calmer when he held my hand.

"You should try and sleep. We have a long flight." He said and then kissed my temple softly. I blushed brightly and nodded before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep. It was so easy when he was right here next to me.

After a few more hours I was awoken by someone shaking me gently. I let out a small groan of protest and then I heard a chuckle. I know who that is. I slowly open my eyes and noticed my head was leaning against his shoulder.

"We're here." Carson said softly as I lifted my head from his shoulder. We got off of the plane and he started driving me back to my apartment.

"You know you should try and get another apartment. This one isn't in a good side of town." He said as he parked in front of my building.

"Not all of us are billionaires, Carson." I said as I grabbed my suitcase and got out quickly, closing the door before he could say anything back to me. I would never admit that I only live in this apartment because it was the first one I could find to get away from my ex. I could never tell anyone about him.

I got up to my apartment and set down my suitcase when I got a text message on my phone. Who had my number? Was it Carson? It was from an unknown number.

I will find you and make you pay for leaving me. Don't think I won't be able to find you, babe.