Bloom [Completed]

Chapter Ten

The next day I take more care when picking out something to wear. I know I'll see him again. The thought warms my chest, and makes me clench my thighs.

I choose a plain black long sleeve top that hugs me nicely and I pair it with a high waisted black button up skirt. The shirt is short, and in a daring move I decide to wear my thigh high socks with my black heels.
I also, on Avi's advice, wear a ruby red lipstick.
If this doesn't get his attention I don't know what will!

On my morning rounds I come to the usual stop at Mags' desk.

"Well well well," She says as I approach with my cart. "Look what the cat dragged in! What are you all dressed up for? Or who rather?"

I blush a little but play along and give her a small spin.

"I'm meeting someone for lunch." I say cautiously. I'm not sure how broadcasted I want this...

"Ooo!" She's really interested now. "Whose the lucky person? Not Caleb from publishing?"

"No," I laugh "You don't know him..."

She pauses a minute to think. "I know everyone you think is cute, how do I not know them? Is it someone outside of the company?"

I laugh harder now. "Mags, stop guessing. We're only going to the cafe for a coffee, it's not that big a deal." I sigh and lean against my cart.

"I'm gonna get it out of you!" She says, "Even if I have to come down there and stalk you."

I roll my eyes and smile at her. The thought had never really crossed my mind before at the potential spectators to this 'almost' date.

The thought scares me a little when I recall how people reacted the last time Oliver was in the cafe.
What if they do that again?

"I'll see you later, Mags" I say pushing my cart down the hall.

"See ya later, slut!" She calls after me and I laugh back at her.

I notice a few of the nearer suits look up at me as they've just heard what Mags has said but I ignore them and continue on with a big dumb grin across my face.

Mags is gonna flip when she finds out it's Mr Hottie CEO.

I'm sitting next to Mr Benson on his stool watching the clock. Finally, it ticks over to 12:30 and I jump up from my seat.

"Off to lunch in the cafe today," I say grabbing my wallet from my locker.

Mr Benson is startled by my sudden burst of energy. He just grumbles in response and waves me off.

I walk as cool as I can to the elevator and climb in, pushing the ground floor.

But inside I'm buzzing! I hope I look alright, I wonder what he'll be wearing, probably a suit. God, he looks so good in a suit. And his beard! I just want to run my fingers through it.

Okay, enough fantasising. Get it together. Be cool, I tell myself.

I let out a breath as I enter the cafe and scan around to see if he's here yet.

I notice the familiar hush over the cafe as before with everyone having whispered conversations.

And it's like I can feel him in the room before I spot him. My senses pulling me to the back corner next to the windows.