The Wall and The Flower

Chapter 5: On The Edge.

"Watch your tone." He growled as he slid  his chair closer to me. Too close for comfort, oh shit!

"I mean, well if you don't want to talk to me it seems that you may need to speak with one ya know, take the edge off." I replied attempting to make up for my outburst.

"Mm." He grumbled, still a few meters from my face. Looking at every inch of it. It made me feel self conscious. What did 'Mm' mean?

Did I have a booger?
Did I have a blackhead?
Is my peach fuzz noticeable?
Damn what if my breath stank?

"I can think of of ten different ways to take the edge off and it doesn't include talking to someone about my feelings." Ten different ways huh, I wondered if those ten different ways were what I was thinking. I didn't say anything, I'd suddenly lost the ability to speak.

"What were you saying about the contract?" He slowly slid his chair back to where it was. Talk about mood swings!

"I uh, I'm gonna go to the restroom, um do you need anything back." I swallowed.

"No, but hurry back."

What the fuck, I thought as I wiped the wetness from my core with the soft toilet tissue. Why did he have to be so fucking sexy? Why did he have to look at me like that? Like he wanted to devour me. I wanted him to do that. Just take me right there on his desk. Just knock all of that shit over and bend me over and take me from behind. I wanted him to pull my hair as he pounded into me. Smack my ass-

Stop it!

"You okay?" Stefan asked with a ghost of a smirk on his face, as I walked back into his office.

"Yeah, just fine do you mind if I go in my office and take a look at this contract...I can just highlight certain points and bring it to you when I'm done." I suggested, I couldn't sit here with him looking this good and focus. It was obvious that this man was out of my league and was my boss! I had to simmer my thoughts a bit, I was taking everything he did in a inappropriate way.

He paused for a moment.

"Why- yes I think that'd be a good idea." He firmly stated. What the fuck was wrong with him this time?

I didn't say anything. I wasn't going to entertain him I had to get out of here before I made a fool of myself and lost my job.

Once I made it in my office I locked the door and exhaled deeply as I pressed my body against the door.

Fuck, I groaned lowly.

I walked around my desk where I saw the remote to the blinds. I looked over to my left and saw Stefan glaring at me. I pressed the top left button on the remote and the blinds slowly closed covering is beautiful glaring face. I let out another breath. Total privacy, here I could get myself together and also get work done.

Once I finished going over the contract and highlighting information that I felt Stefan needed to know and change I gathered my things to go home.

"Okay so I'm done, I've highlighted things that I feel shouldn't be in the contract and highlighted on green the things I know you can negotiate." I said placing the thick packet on his desk. His back facing me as he focused on his computer screen.

Okay?

"So when do we go to Miami?" I asked in a chipper tone.

"Tomorrow I'll have a driver to come pick you up at 6:15 A.M. be ready." He demanded still not facing me, I rolled my eyes, I had no time for this shit.