The Secretary (ON HOLD)

Tipsy

DIANNE'S POV

This morning I had woken up at joes. At first, I was confused, but then I remembered his comfortable warmth as I watched him edit a video last night. I had slept the whole night at his couch, oops, that's a little embarrassing. What was I doing? He had put a blanket over me how nice. And then he had made breakfast. I had walked out of there feeling so happy, when he gave me a quick hug goodbye, I felt butterflies erupt in my stomach.

I wanted to look nice tonight, but not over the top. I had decided on a black dress, a black purse, nude heels and some sparkly earrings. I straightened my hair and sleeked it back. My makeup was simple, natural with a red lip. I didn't want to stand out too much and my red hair already made me very noticeable. I went down the elevator and saw joe straight away. He was leaning against a wall on his phone. He was wearing a navy suit, with a white shirt and a burgundy tie. His hair was styled as he usually did it, but somehow it looked softer than ever. He looked good, very good.

"Hi" I said just so loud that he heard me. His eyes jolted up, he looked me over. "wow, Dianne you look beautiful"
"thank you, you don't clean up to bad yourself, is the car here yet?"
"yeah right outside" I followed him, and he opened the door for me. We sat in silence for a while.
"If the press gets to loud for you just grab on to me okay? Don't answer any questions yet just smile" he said.
"okay, I'll follow your lead then." I smiled at him. He grabbed my hand and gave it a little squeeze. I squeezed back; this was nice. His hand fit mine like a glove, almost like a missing puzzle piece. He let go and opened the car door when we stopped at the venue.

joe lead me to the red carpet, we stopped for photos. I put my arm around his waist, and he put his on mine. It sent shivers up my spine. The photographers were yelling like crazy. I just kept smiling and posing. "Joe over here"
"to your left please"
"Joe, who's the new girlfriend?"
"Girl look to your right"
"over here red"
"Mr. Sugg to your right"
I was almost blinded by all the flashes. I squeezed him a little harder, he understood and lead me inside. When we found our table, he pulled out a chair for me.
"wow, they were a rowdy bunch, weren't they?" I giggle nervously.
"yeah, they usually are, you're all right?"
"yeah, not used to that much flashing is all" we both laugh. The show starts, and I notice joe scratch his neck and pick at his sleeves.
"Joe? Are you okay?"
"yeah, just a little nervous about the live television part" he let me see some of his vulnerable side.
"just look at me then, pretend I'm the only one here, and if you fuck it up just make a joke. You know what if everything goes really bad, I'll just get up on the table and sing. I can't sing anything on key" we both have to stifle a laugh.
"Thanks, di"

Joe gets up to present, he's still nervous, so I try to get eye contact. When his finds mine I start pulling some faces, not bad enough to make him laugh. He relaxes and looks away too read out the words on the teleprompter, as he opens the envelope his eyes find mine again. After about ten minutes backstage he finally comes back to his seat.
"Did it look like I was shitting myself? I kind of felt like it" he asks, shyly.
I laugh, he always makes me so happy.
"No joe, you looked absolutely fine." I reply with a smile.
We continue eating the 5-course meal we were served, with a new drink for each course. We enjoy the rest of the show, usually close together making jokes about things that happen on stage. The alcohol making us laugh even harder than we usually do.

We head to the after party, lots of joe's acquaintances came to say hi. He presented me as his friend. I stood there wondering what else he could call me, if he felt the same. I had to stop this; he is my boss for god's sake.
"Di, do you want another glass of wine?"
"yeah, thanks" he walked to the bar.
This guy came over to me. "Hi, what's your name"
"uhm, I'm Dianne" he looked me over, kind of like he wanted to eat me and licked his lips.
"well Dianne, you are hot" he said getting closer. He was in his fifties; he was a little greasy and smelled like a combination of cigarettes and sweat. I stepped back.
"common pretty girl, give me your number huh? You and I can have some fun?" he smiled suggestively. Stepping even closer and cornering me into a table. I saw joe in the corner of my eye, I tried to catch his eyes asking for help.
"I'm sorry but no" the guys face froze, I gulped he was used to getting his way then.

Joe stepped over. "Hi, I see you have met my wife, huh? Here's your wine my love" I freeze at his words but catch on to joes act quickly.
"Oh, thank you dear" my voice a little higher than usual. I grab the glass and snake my free hand around his waist, his rests over my shoulders. The man scoffs and stomps away.
"wife huh? Quick thinking there, Joe" we both laugh, joe still looks down at me with concern.
"Are you sure you are all right di? That guy is a creep, but he's rich so he's at some of these events. I'm sorry he came up to you"
"yeah, I'll be fine, was just a little grossed out and he cornered me. But you came back and saved me, Thank you"

I cuddle into him for a few seconds, his arms wrap around me. I could stay like this forever, safe and warm in his arms. But we both remember we are in a public space and let go. We drink our wine as we watch some people dancing. "you miss it don't you?" he asks.
"Yeah, I do"
"I wish I could, but I have no idea how to dance like that"
"you can, I'll teach you"
"no, I definitely can't"
"try it for me please" I make doe eyes at him and pout my lip a little.
"fine, I can't say no when you look at me like that" he shrugs. We're both a little tipsy anyway, after 6 glasses of wine.

I confidently lead him to a corner of the dancefloor where we are hidden behind a lot of people. "okay Sugg, stand straight, right arm bent and left arm straight."
I place his arms where they are supposed to be and place my left arm on top of his. My right one grabs his left. "left foot forward, right to the side, close."
"right foot back, left to the side, close" repeat.
"that's it you're actually doing pretty good!" It was just a simple box step, but the more we did it the more confident he got. We stayed there swaying a little side to side as we danced. I wrap my arms around his neck and his rest at my waist. I lean on his chest, one of my favorite songs comes on. I inhale his cologne, I smile to myself, this is quite nice. "Di are you tired? Do you want to go home?" he asks
"yeah" I stifle a yawn
"let's go then."

We head outside waiting for the car, it's supposed to be here soon anyways. The cold night air engulfs me, and I start to shiver. The press isn't here so it's only us.
"you cold?"
"I'm fine"
"your cold." The first time he asks, the second time he argues. He stands in front of me takes his suit jacket off and drapes it around my shoulders. He wraps his arms around me bringing them up and down my back to warm me up. I instantly heat up. I lean my head back a little and look up at him and my eyes catches his. "better?"
"yes, thank you" my eyes flicker to his lips for a second. I think he's looking at mine. He wants this too. He leans a little closer, I lean in. we are pulled apart by a car honking. I'm not sure what I feel as I get into the car, disappointment? Relief? He is your boss Dianne, you can't.

We sit in silence again, looking out the windows. Absentmindedly my hand travels across the seat and finds his again. Our fingers intertwine, my hand had missed his. I don't think either one of us knew we were holding hands. He pulled me close again as we walked from the car, inside the lobby and to the elevators. He looked at me, his eyes had gone slightly darker, more intense. We both walked into the elevator. I pushed the button for my floor and was about to push his as well.
"No, I'm walking you to your door" I turned around.
"Are you then Mr. Sugg" I raised an eyebrow at him, trying to dare him to make a move. I didn't know where the confidence had come from, it might have been the wine talking.

We stood there facing each other eyes locked, when I hear him mutter "fuck it" and he leans in. his arms grab my waist, and I wrap mine around his neck, standing on my tiptoes. We lean in and when our lips touch slowly and softly, I feel jolts of electricity running down my spine. I lean into the kiss making it deeper, my heart racing a hundred miles a minute, I'm sure he can feel it. I run my hands through his hair, his go down to my hips. We pull each other as close as humanly possible, until the doors open again. We are both out of breath, chests rising, foreheads touching.

Our fingers intertwine again as we walk. "wow" I whisper.
"yeah, that was something else" he whispers back. I take his jacket off and hands it to him when we arrive at my door.
"thanks for tonight Joe, it was fun" I say smiling at him.
"thanks for tonight Di, it really was, you made it way more enjoyable than it usually is." His eyes flicker to my lips again. I put my hand on his cheek and peck his lips quickly.
"Goodnight" we say in unison as I walk into my apartment and he walks to the elevator. My lips still tingling after our kisses. Why did something so wrong feel so right. I sighed, bringing my fingers to my lips. "Wow." I whispered again trying to remember ever single millisecond of the kiss so I could store the wonderful feelings in a happy part of my brain forever. It could never happen again, it had to be a one-time thing.

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