The Re- Claim

Chapter 32

-Athena-

''Sunday couldn't have come faster.'' I think to myself as I'm seated in the meeting. This is the last meeting we are having with Leo's company before the shoot next week. I have been catching Leo's glancing towards me throughout the meeting and now, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable.

''How much longer before this meeting ends?'' I whisper to Nancy who is obviously bored since she's busy doodling on her notepad.

''I'm guessing an hour. Honestly though, it feels like eternity,'' she whispers back.

I hear a faint chuckle and look up to see Leo trying to hide his laughter. I raise an eyebrow at him, ''what?'' I mouth.

''Nothing,'' he whispers then smirks and looks ahead at the screen.

After an hour of hearing the financial controller go on and on about the losses and profits, the graphs and the pie charts, the meeting finally ends. I'm among the first ones to leave the conference room with Nancy at my heels.

''God, that was something,'' Nancy says as she plops on the sofa in my office dramatically.

''Tell me about it,'' I reply as I grab a juice box from my mini-fridge for myself and pass another one to her.

''Uhhh ohhh...incoming,'' she warns just as I catch a whiff of Leo's scent. ''I cannot deal with this right now,'' I sigh and sit down.

''Well, too late. He is here. Catch you later, Athena,'' she winks and walks out of my cabin. ''Hello Mr. Grey.''

''Good day, Nancy,'' he greets her while walking in. ''Athena.'' he says and stands opposite my desk.

''Whatever it is, no,'' I tell him before he can even continue.

''But- '' he starts.

''No. Seriously,''' I cut him off.

''You don't even know what I came to say. What if it was business related?''

''Then you would have said it in the goddamn meeting,'' I reply as I down my juice.

''Fine. I'll see you next week then. At the photo-shoot,'' he says and walks out of the office.

I place my head between my hand, massaging my temples slowly when my phone rings. ''What is it Charles?'' I pick up, after looking at the caller id.

''Aren't you in a mood?'' he replies. ''Listen, how does dinner sound tonight?''

''Charles we have dinner together every day,'' I sigh. ''Sorry, let me rephrase that. How would you like to cook dinner tonight?''

''What? Why? Come on Charles! You always do it,'' I complain.

''Please Athena. Please, please please.''

''Ughh fine. I'll do it,'' I give up and reply.

''Thanks, you're the best. Love ya,'' he yells and cuts the line.

''It gets weirder by the day,'' I grumble to myself and walk out of my office. I decide to stop by the nearby mall and do some shopping. One can never have enough shoes, bags and clothes. I arrive at the penthouse late in the afternoon, drop my shopping bags in the room and throw myself on my bed.

Before I know it, Charles is banging on my bedroom door making me jolt up. ''What the bloody hell. Is someone dying?!?!'' I shout groggily.

''Yes!! Me, if I don't get food in my stomach soon!!!'' He yells. I turn to the clock on my bedside and realize it's almost 07:00. Shit, I was supposed to nap for just like an hour!