WILMER P.O.V.: I woke up the next morning with Demi asleep in my arms. I moved and left her still sleeping alone in bed. It was 6 a.m....time to go to work. But she looked so peaceful there. I was looking at her when she opened her eyes.
Demi: I felt you looking at me
Wilmer: sorry, I was just thinking
Demi: yeah, no problem at all (she smiled and I laughed a bit as she sat on the bed covering her body with the sheets)
Wilmer: how can you look that good at this time?
Demi: you do too...it's time to go?
Wilmer: almost
Demi: right, I'm gonna take a shower (she stood up with the sheets and entered the bathroom)
Wilmer: Demi
Demi: yeah?
Wilmer: (she looked at me and I smiled) hurry up, I wanna take shower too
Demi: okay boss (she entered there and I rested in the bed. Suddenly I started to think avout her, she's so pretty and kind, and fearless and empowered. I was admiring her when she got off the bathroom ready to go) hurry up Wilmer, we're gonna be late
Wilmer: I'm the boss, remember?
Demi: right (I took a shower and spme minutes later we arrived to work)
It was a busy day, I almost didn't see Demi in all the day. I was about to go to talk to her when it happened.
DEMI P.O.V.: I was happy cause he was coming to talk with me when a blonde girl came to him. It was the girl that used to work for him some months ago...Caroline, and she...she was pregnant.
Caroline: Wilmer, I'm pregnant with your baby (I could hear that and I instantly entered my office. This was horrible, completely horrible)
I stayed there all day long and when it was time to go...I met Wilmer on the elevator.
Demi: and...she's pregnant with your child?
Wilmer: she says it is but I'm not completely sure
Demi: right, and how are you feeling about it?
Wilmer: I don't know
Demi: I guess it's time to look for another job
Wilmer: what?
Demi: I'll have to leave now
Wilmer: you won't
Demi: I'll can't be here with you, your girlfriend and your son everyday remembering I used to fuck you (I was breathless for apparently no reason and he made me look into his eyes)
Wilmer: Demi, relax, we're good
Demi: no, we're not...I just wanna go home
Wilmer: (the elevator opened and I moved away from there) Demi wait, it's not that bad
Demi: sorry, I'm not feeling well
