Chapter Nine

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"You can stay the whole week here. I can manage at the office without you, but I will call often." Chris says as he puts his tie on.

"So that means you can't manage without me if you're going to be calling often." I laugh.

"Hey, you're literally the one that does all the work for me. Without you, I'd be lost." He gets his coat and shrugs it on.

Damn. This man is just a god. I can literally do anything with him. We can have so much fun. The thought of it makes me want to pull him into bed

"Astrid I'll be taking off soon. I'll be back around four." He leans over to kiss my forehead, but I accidentally move my head up and I feel his lips on mine.

"Uh. Sorry." I say as I pull away.

"Don't be." He smiles, then kisses me again. "Have fun with my mom." Chris says as he walks out of the room.

***

All of the morning and a good amount of time of the afternoon all Mary and I did was cook. Turns out that she loves to bake and I love to do both. She ended up baking a chocolate cake with strawberry filling, and two batches of snickerdoodles.

As she's taking out the cookies, I put the finishing touches on the cheesy mashed potatoes I just whipped up. I check the roast beef that is in the second oven, and it's looking good. Mary begins to talk about how Chris always dated girls that never knew how to cook, or clean leaving him to do everything around the house.

"I never knew of a girl your age that can do all this, and not even break a sweat!" she points out as I take a seat next to her.

"Well we're pretty rare, but we exist." I joke.

"Chris mentioned that you're spending Christmas with your parents this year?"

"Yeah, I always go to my parents for Christmas. My dad has his thing where he wants all his kids there." It's something I never understood about my dad, he was a bit distant when we were kids, but as we got older he was all over us. Till this day he still checks up on me every day, I don't mind it but I there is no need to do it every day.

"I was wondering if you'd come up with Chris to Boston for the holidays." she smiles.

"Oh. Uh. Yeah let me see if my dad wouldn't mind, and I'll personally let you know." This isn't good. I can't let this lie become bigger than what it is. That'd be giving Chris hope. Hope that right now I can't give him.

"At what time does Chris usually come home, Astrid?" She asks.

"Um. Around four give or take. Sometimes he doesn't even make it home." Technically I'm not lying.

Since I'm usually always in the office before, one day when I walked in he was fast asleep on his couch. Trying to wake him up was so hard, he kept pushing me away whenever I tapped his shoulder.

"He sleeps in his office?" She says surprised.

"Sometimes when he has a lot of work to take care of." I smile

"You must worry so much when he doesn't make it back." She frowns

"No, he lets me know." I lie. I need to change this conversation fast.

Right on time as the clock strikes four Chris walks in the kitchen.

"Honey, I'm home." He smiles, and he leans down and kisses me.

"Uh. Hey." I say as I pull away. "How was work?"

"Nothing new, love." He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him.

"I'll go get your father, that way we can eat." Marry excuses herself and leaves the kitchen.

"Chris you can't kiss me anymore." We're pretending, and the kisses are very real.

"Why not?" He furrows his brow

"Because this." I motion to the both of us. "Is not real. Once your parents leave, I'm back to being your assistant."

"But what if it were to become real? You know how I feel about you, Astrid. You can't just dismiss my feelings." He takes a step back and I do the same.

"It can't. You're not the type to be in a committed relationship Chris. We both know that. How many times have I had to tell girls that you're busy, or that you weren't interested in them anymore? Do you think I want to be one of them? Those poor girls that you made fall hard in love with you?" Anger begins to take over, and I have no idea why. Maybe it's the fact that I'd hate to be added to the list of the heartbroken girls.

"I said that I like you, Astrid. With you, it's not like the others. You actually make me feel more than lust towards you. With those girls was just that, lust. One night and I'd never see them again. But with you? I find myself wishing this week wouldn't end. I want more than this week with you." He says all in one breath.

"Don't start with that again please." I look away from his gaze. He's not thinking right. There is no way in hell he can actually mean that.

"Help me set the table." I say as I hand him the plates.

"Astrid we need to talk about this." His voice is stern.

"Maybe after dinner. Now go set the table please." I push past him and head for the oven to check in the roast.

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"Your mom wants me to spend the holidays with you guys." I say as I walk out of the bathroom.

"She what?" His eyes snap up to look at me.

"That's exactly what I thought." I smile.

"Well.. would you like to?" He puts his phone down and turns to me.

"Chris. I don't know. My dad has this thing where he wants us all together for the holidays."

"It'd be just once." He takes hold of my hand and brings up to his lips.

"You'd want to spend Christmas with me? And New Years?" I narrow my eyes at him playfully

"I'd love nothing more than to give you a New Years kiss." He winks, as he kisses the top of my hand. "Among other things." He adds.

"What other things?" It's not like I don't know what he means.

"Can I?" He reaches up to caress my cheek. I nod. "Astrid. There are so many things I want to do with this." He runs his thumb along my bottom lip. Without thinking my actions I straddle him.

"That's all?" I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Oh, no baby. There's definitely more." He whispers against my neck, sending chills down my spine. His hands skim down my sides until he rests them on my ass.

"Anything you want to do with that?" I smile devilishly. He groans as I rock my hips against his crotch.

"Don't do that." He stops my movements. "If you're not going to follow through."

His breathing is erratic.

"Oh babe, I'm following through." I whisper against his skin.

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