Bloom [Completed]

Chapter Fourteen

"What else do you like about me then?" I laugh taking the final bite of my meal.

"What's not to like?" He replies gesturing. "I mean look at you!"

I blush. "Well thank you, but I'm more than just good looks. You're not so bad yourself, Oliver."

Now it's his turn to blush as a embarrassed smile creeps across his lips.

He leans across the table clasping my hand that's been resting there. He does it so smoothly and effortlessly I almost don't notice at first. That's how good it feels, having his skin on mine. It feels natural, I shiver at the thought.

I meet his eyes with desire and in his returning gaze I notice a shift. He's more serious, but with a primal undercurrent connecting straight to my groin.

I clench my thighs together and take a steadying breath. What is this man doing to me? I want to jump him right here in this restaurant.

"Let's go," He murmurs, noticing the change in the atmosphere as well.

I just nod meekly, unsure if I should trust my tongue not to say something vulgar if I open my mouth.

Oliver pays for the meal and I thank him as we get back into his amazing car.

The drive is silent as we head back. My eyes are fixed on Oliver's fine jaw line and lips, while his eyes are gladly fixed on the road. But his fingers grip the staring wheel tightly. Unspoken tension in the air, I lick my lips.

"Do you want to come back to mine for another drink?" He asked almost nervously.

"Yes," I say too quickly and blush.

He chuckles and throws me a glance.

"I mean, sure" I say cooler than before. "Sounds good to me."

I definitely need some liquid courage. Does this mean we're having sex tonight? I wonder what his house looks like? I wonder what he looks like... my eyes trail down his suit to the slight bulge in his pants.

God, does he even want me that way?

I look away nervously. Well I did wear this dress hoping it would get this reaction.
Can I even screw my bosses, bosses, boss? Like is that ethical.

One look back up at Oliver's gorgeous face and I know I don't care, I just want to really bad!

He feels me watching him and turns his head while we are stopped at a light.

"Almost there," He murmurs watching my lips quiver in response.

I look out the window at the fancy apartment buildings, all shiny glass and clean pavements.

He presses a button on his dash which opens a garage door and we turn into an underground car park. The car rumbles in the silence.

As soon as we've parked Oliver is out his door so smoothly and making his way to open mine. I'm a little stunned by this but mumble a thank you and follow him towards the nearby elevator.

As soon as the doors shut I look over and see a broad smile across Oliver's face as if he's laughing at some private joke.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask

"I was just thinking about the first few times I shared an elevator with you." He glances down at me briefly.

"Oh," I smile dispite myself because I think enough time has passed for me to laugh at how embarrassing those  encounters were.

I notice that the top floor has been pressed and roll my eyes, of course he had the top floor here too.

"It's rude to roll your eyes you realise," he says with a stern expression.

Oh shit, have I actually pissed him off? My face falls for a second but my momentary heart attack is saved when I see a malicious smile creep onto his face.

I whack him playfully on the side and laugh with him.

"Of course you live on the top floor," I say my thoughts out loud.

"Wait till you see the place!" He says excitedly.

I stare into his incredible grey eyes. I expect nothing but the best for his furniture, given the state of his office.

The doors swing open and we step out into a spacious foyer with bare white walls, wooden table and coat rack.

There's a package on the table along with some mail which Oliver grabs on his way through the hallway in front of us.

"What do you think?" He gestures to the kitchen, living and dining room before us. "I haven't lived here long, your probably only the second person whose been in here... apart from my staff of course."

I stare around the room at all the natural wood furnishings contrasted nicely with white walls and flooring.

"Who was the other one?" I ask absentmindedly. This place is massive! Look at that couch, oh I wanna sit on that couch!

"My mother," he responds sitting at a bar stool and opening the small box.

Oh, I think to myself while I creep over to sit in the stool beside him.

"What did you get?" I ask innocently.

"Just a new phone," he says pulling out the new iPhone X.

My jaw drops noticeably and he looks at me nervously.

"I felt like an upgrade?" He tries as an excuse.

I don't even know what to say... I let him put his number in my crappy pink flip phone. How embarrassing!

"I mean I knew you were rich but, just cause you felt like an upgrade?"

He blushes a little but has the decency to laugh. "I guess you're right this is a bit much..."

He looks down at the phone as if having second thoughts.

"You have it." He pushes the box into my hands.

"No no no," I say pushing it back. "No Oliver,"

"Okay, I guess I'll keep it then." He laughs at my response.

He places it down and walks over to the fridge pulling out a bottle of wine and retrieving two glasses from an exposed shelf as he makes his way back over.

"Let's drink this on the couch," his tone of voice has altered, dripping with desire as he blatantly ogles me hopping off the bar stool.

It's like an invisible rope is pulling me to him, drawing me in from the pit of my stomach.

What I would give to run my fingers through that glorious beard right now...

"Can I use the bathroom first?" I say as he's getting comfortable.

"Sure thing, it's that door over there." He gestures to a door adjacent to the kitchen.

"Thanks," I say as I quickly dart across the room and close the door behind me.

I need a human minute. I stare at myself in the mirror. Am I really gonna have sex after the first time we see each other outside of work?

Hell yes! That man is too sexy to not! Oh, Mags is going to love the goss on this!

As I'm sitting on the toilet grinning like an idiot to myself I glance down and instantly my smile falls.

No! What the fuck?!