Waiting for Better

Chapter Nine

A/N~Thanks to anyone reading! I hope you enjoy :D this was supposed to be up last night but I went to an amusement park last night. It had a Halloween scare kind of thing and didn't end till midnight. So I was pretty much dead on my feet when I got back lol :)

This chapter is dedicated to FreakyCandy1212!!! Thanks for all of the comments and votes and I really appreciate it :D hope you love the update :)

Chapter Nine

~Adalyn~

To say I was anxious when the weekend ended would be putting it lightly. Callum had been stuck in his office when my shifted ended so I took my chance to ditch without talking to him.

I didn't want to deal with the awkwardness after our almost-kiss. It was just too much for me so I took my chances walking the whole way to my apartment. Maybe he forgot about it over the weekend.

I felt terrible too. Not only had I left Callum without a word, I went against him on walking home alone. He had specifically asked me not to do it but of course I did anyway.

It's a new day and I'm obviously alive but I was freaked the entire way home. I felt like someone would yank me into an alley way or attempt to mug me. Now I had another irrational fear it would seem.

Soon I could hear the distant ding of the elevator. I was holding my breath nervously, not quite sure how uncomfortable we would be with each other now. When my boss came into view I gave a forced, bright smile anyway. "Good morning Callum."

My grin fell though when he stormed to the desk with a serious look. He seemed angry and I feared it was because of that kiss. Would he fire me?

"How did you get home on Friday, Adalyn?" The question came out harsh and as if he already knew the answer.

I wanted to give him my most deadliest glare but I valued my job and bit back my nasty retort. "I walked. It seemed like a nice afternoon and I didn't want to deal with the cab fair." This isn't any of his business.

I saw his nostrils flare and noticed how he seemed to be restraining himself. "Miss Sumptor, I believe I told you that I could drive you myself or give you money for a cab. The streets are dangerous at night," he spoke through clenched teeth.

"And I believe I also told you that I don't take charity, Mr. West," I said with false sweetness. "I like my freedom and I enjoy walking home." Of course I'm not going to mention how terrified I was. "Sir, if that will be all, I'd like to start up on my work."

When he finally disappeared into his office, I relaxed my tensed form. His presence alone intimidates me. And thank god he didn't want to talk about that kiss. It would be best if we both moved on and ignored it. I frowned at the thought.

Gosh, I hate Mondays!

When lunch time strolled around, I didn't even bother going to Callum's office. He was obviously in a bad mood and I didn't want any part in it.

"Adalyn?" Callum stood before me with a puzzled expression.

"Sir," I responded with one eyebrow raised.

He braced himself on the counter as he gazed at me evenly. "We usually eat together. . ." There was uncertainty in his tone.

"You seemed upset this morning so I figured you would want your space."

His jaw clenched at the mention of this morning. "Space won't be necessary."

I furrowed my brows at his attitude. Callum's words were completely disagreeing with his tone. Breathing out a sigh though, I gathered my things and followed him towards his office.