Reacquaint

Chapter 5

          The next morning, I leave my bosses office at around 8am. He called me in early to talk about Veronica and what to do in case she comes back and confesses she is being abused. He told me there is nothing I can do right now but help her through her problems and be the person she can talk to. If anything else happens to her, I will have to go back and talk to him. Hopefully it doesn't come to that though....

          I wish I didn't have to wake up so damn early but now that I have some time on my hands I can grab some coffee from the coffee cart, and hopefully not get interrupted by Dominick this time. I walk up to the cart and start brewing a k-cup. I stifle a yawn while poring my almond milk creamer in and then I hold my cup up to my face and deeply inhale the heavenly scent of fresh coffee. That has already woken me up a tiny bit so I head back to my office. 

          I am walking to my office with my head down smelling my coffee when I run into a large wall and spill the coffee all over my white blouse. I gasp and look down to see my whole black lace bra is on display. Then I look up at the idiot I ran into to see the shocked face of the devil himself. Dominick. 

"Oh god. I am so sorry Miracle." He exclaims.

"It's fine, I guess. I wasn't looking where I was going." I say grabbing my shirt to get it off my chest. I fail and it just goes back to clinging to my breasts. I let out an exasperated sigh and put my arms down. I see him staring at my boobs and I snap my fingers in his face. He clears his throat and says "I have some towels in my office, let me help." 

          I hesitate but then decide it's better than nothing. He leads me to his office and I realize this is the first time I'm gonna see his office space. And the first time that we're gonna be alone....in an enclosed space. I walk in and see that it's very clean and organized, very him. I breathe in and smell his scent all over and I feel my insides quiver. 

"Nice office." I say, breaking the silent tension. 

He looks up at me from the floor where he's getting a small towel and putting some water on it. "Thanks." He smiles a little. 

          I just nod and he stands and comes up to me. He looks at me in question and raises his towel and I figure out he's asking to wipe my shirt so I nod and he starts wiping my chest. He's gentle but firm and he rubs the towel in small circles. I don't know what's wrong with me but for some reason watching him rub my shirt makes me hot all over and I feel my breathing speeding up. I'm sure he notices too. 

"Are you nervous there?" He smirks. 

I gulp. "Um, no, I just - it's just hot in here." I say back. 

He laughs and looks into my eyes. "Babe it's cold as fuck in here." He points to my chest and I look down to see my nipples clearly hard and poking through my bra and shirt. I curse to myself. 

"Whatever." I say back, not knowing what else to say, feeling myself get excited that he called me babe.

He bites his lip. "Do I make you nervous?" He asks me.

"N-no." I stutter and I curse myself even more. He knows I stutter when I lie. 

"You're lying." He points out. 

          I stay silent, praying he's almost done torturing me. He grabs me by the small of my back and pulls me in closer so he can scrub harder. I look down to see his progress and see some of the stain is gone, but I know it's gonna take forever to dry. I breathe deeply, trying to calm myself. He starts to rub circles into my back with his other hand and it makes me shiver. He notices and he smirks a little, still rubbing the circles on my back.