Her Assistant

[6] Phil/Chloe

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It will only happen once.
        Chloe went to her office, and Phil was there, Balkanizing the folders on her table.

        "Good morning, Chloe," Phil greeted with a gleam on his face as he faced her. "Did you sleep well?" He was wearing a new grey suit that made him look like the CEO. On the other hand, Chloe was wearing her sapphire blue dress and her white Prada coat.

        Chloe just stared at the man in the office, apprehensively thinking of how she would get to him... or whether it's right or wrong to have sex with him. "You're not committed aren't you?" She suddenly asked.

        "What do you mean?" Phil asked, a little bit discombobulated why she asked.

        "Married or engaged, or do you have a girlfriend?" She raised an eyebrow.

        "I don't," he replied, "Why would you ask?"

        "I have the right to know," she strode to her seat and passing by him made her want to tackle him with numerous kisses. She loved his stubbly jaw, his brown curly hair, she wanted to touch them and hold his hair as he penetrated inside her like there's no tomorrow. Get your shit together Chloe, she thought.

        "Mr. Pearson's event is tonight, he would like to have you as his honorary guest for tonight," Phil reminded, taking a seat on the couch as he reviewed some of the remaining files.

        Chloe grimaced, removing her coat then placed it on the rack in the office, "Tell the old man that I can't, my time is currently two grand per hour, I have much more important matters on my hands." She reached for the folder and began reading it, but she can't focus because Phil is a few feet away from her. All she could do was frequently glance at him like a hungry predator.

               "Noted, Miss Pike," Phil answered without a glance, utterly focused in his work. He was deliberately scanning through the papers because he sincerely wanted to help Chloe lessen her stress so she wouldn't be drunk. He knew that Chloe was watching him. It wasn't making him feel odd but rather happy at some point.

        "I forgot to tell you that my blue office will be your office  'til Jesse returns. Please do your work there, I want to be alone," she added. 

        "Alright," Phil stood, grinning, "Thank you." He left the room then headed to the blue office which was located beside Jesse's office. The furniture there were religiously maintained, and of course, the desk was neatly organized. The glass windows offered a great view of the New York skyscrapers, bringing a good wisp of nostalgia in him. Working with Jesse Pike surely added some points in his resume, rewarding him the privelege of starting his own company with his father who holds thirty percent of the total ownership. Due to his gratitude to Jesse for being a great boss and his caring nature, he decided to go back to New York, hoping that it would help his father get his position back in Pike Industries. 

        Meanwhile, Chloe was still baffled by how she will get back to Phil. She was pretty convinced that sleeping with him is a solution to stop her inappropriate amorous desires. For  the company, for my sanity, and for Jesse, I  gotta do something about this, it's been two days and I have been extremely distracted because of that asshole.

       She decided to call Jesse to ask how he is. "Jesse...  Hey, how are you?"        
        "I'm doing good so far, my treatment will start tomorrow. Are you having troubles?" Jesse's voice was vibrant. Los Angeles was helping his mood that's why he always tried to find time to visit at least once a week because LA certainly knew how to ease the stress formed in his system. 
        "No, I miss you," she frowned, reaching for the other document Phil left on the table. 
        "Really?" Jesse guffled, "Is Phil bothering you?"
        Phil? I hope Phil never mentioned anything, or else he will be dead by the end of the night, she gritted her teeth but her surmise was possibly preposterous. "Of course not, although he is insufficient for my needs..."
        "What do you mean? If I have a choice, I'd put him part of the board, but you know, things happen."
        "Really? Well, I'll prove to you that he is not worthy."
        "Good luck, I highly doubt it. I gotta get some rest Chloe, I just got home from a jog."
        "Alright, take care okay? And tell Aunt Marie I said 'hi'."
        "Yeah, do well, little brat." He hung up, leaving a gloom on her face.
        Chloe rolled her eyes, abruptly opening the folder; she began scanning the paper and she found no flaws in Phil's work. The details of the proposals were written perfectly, just like the way she wanted it. This ability of his turned her on. Smart guys who have an eye for details were admirable to her.        

        A few hours later, their work hours was done, Chloe silently went to the blue office.

        "Phil," Chloe called for his attention. If he looks at me, then I should do it. Fear began to dwell because he might not glance at her.

       Phil glanced at her, "Yeah, sweet pea?"

        Sweet pea? That's what he called her before. Her heart skipped a beat, it felt like it was seven years ago. She loved it when he called her that. In fact, she was the only girl he called "sweet pea". He said that her cheeks turn as pink as a sweet pea plant whenever she sees him.

        "I mean, Chloe, uh, Miss Pike. Sorry." He cleared his throat and became aware of the professional grounds they are in. 

        "D-do you have any plans tonight?" She bravely asked, fiddling with her nails. She just ruined her manicure. This habit of hers occured whenever she's nervous.

        No, do you want to get some dinner?" He asked then silently berated himself for doing so. Chloe would reject his invitation without thinking twice due to his actions after their intimate encounter. 

        She felt butterflies in her stomach as if he was asking her out on a date. "No, I've changed my mind... I would like to attend Mr. Pearson's party, you will be my escort. I suppose you told him that I wouldn't go there." She said, smirking. 

        "Should I tell him?"

        "No, that would be unnecessary, I am not fond of doing speeches involving his companies. Do you have a car?"

        "Yeah, I do, in fact, that was my signing bonus from Jesse," he replied proudly.

        "A car for a signing bonus?" She repeated with a shocked expression on her face. "Wow, Jesse must have treated you as his gem." It's hard to impress Jesse, 

       Phil chuckled, "Well, you literally have no idea what I left in Philly just to get here." 

        Chloe pouted her lips, "Aww, that is so sweet!" A hint of sarcasm in her voice was there. "Look, I would like you to drive me there, and bring me back home safely because that is your job."

        Wow, what is this? Am I seeing a change of heart? Phil wondered then he replied, "My pleasure, Miss Pike." The way he said those, was sexily queer. He was glad that he was given an opportunity to serve her so he can truly convince her.

       Shit, he's so inviting, Chloe thought.  "Well, I gotta get back to my apartment so I can prepare, oh, and tell David that I want that black dress I saw last week, oh he should bring it to my apartment in an hour." Chloe said with a smirk on her face.

        "Who's David?" Phil questioned. Is she seeing someone? If she is, he needs  to know. Well, for work purposes -- Jesse tasked him  to look after this woman.

        With an exasperated sigh, she rolled her eyes, "My dress guy... God, Phil, I don't have to tell you these, it's for you to find out."

        "Sorry about that, I'll make sure that I know your contacts."

        "Whatever." Chloe abruptly left. She's praying that her plan will work.

        Her black strapless Versace dress arrived in less than hour delivered by Lilian, one of Jesse's employees in one of the projects. Phil impressed her again. She immediately prepared herself and did her make-up and wore a pair of black Vera Wang heels. Her hair was laid in soft curls, and she chose to wear a generic Victoria's Secret scent she frequently used when she was in college. 

        Someone knocked on the door, and she knew that it  was Phil.

        Phil was impatiently waiting on the other side, and when the door opened, he was astoundingly amazed.
        

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