Kiss in an elevator

Chapter 24 Busted part 2

Jayson's POV

My assistant told me she was in the building and I was preparing myself for the conversation we were about to have.

I heard a knock; I sat up and faced the door.

"Come in."

She opened the door and walked in.

"Your assistant forcefully booked an appointment with me, why?" Sassy as always. She looked beautiful and I had this urge to feel her lips on mine again.

"Good morning to you too, I just wanted to have a talk with you." I rubbed my sweaty palms on my pants under my table.

I never have sweaty palms, this must be a sign.

"About what?" She asked walking to her usual couch and relaxed on it. She looked really good on the couch like she came with it.

"I know you took it." Shit, I didn't want to start the conversation like that but it's already out, might as well go with it.

"You know I took what?" she asked. She masked her face very well I couldn't see the emotion in her eyes.

"My wristwatch." I waited patiently for her reply.

She didn't mask it well this time around, I saw fear in her eyes but it was gone as soon as it came.

I almost felt bad when I saw the look in her eyes.

"No need lying about it, I have prove that you have it" was I really about to spoil a friendship? I'm not a monster.

"You and this watch, I don't have it and there is no way your prove is real." Seriously? She just couldn't accept. She leaves me with no choice.

I picked up the phone and called my assistant.

"Come in here." I hung up. I could see she was nervous. I raise an eyebrow, I was giving her an opportunity to say something but she raised hers too.

She wasn't going to crack and it was hot as hell. I cleared my throat and answered the person at the door.

"You sent for me sir" Veronica said.

"Send for Miss Betty Wright immediately."

"Right away sir."

She left and I turned to look at her, she looked confused. She didn't know her friend sold her out.

"What has my roommate got to do with it?" I didn't say anything and I was about to call veronica to come back but there was a knock on the door. Here goes nothing

"Come in."

Miss Betty walked in and stood in front of my table, she looked guilty.

"Can you kindly tell Miss Lucy here what you saw?"

"I'll rather not."

"It wasn't a question, speak now." What is with people and trying me today?

"I found Mr Wood's wristwatch under your pillow a few days ago."

"What? You went into my room?"

"I just wanted to help you with laundry but I saw the wristwatch, I didn't know it was his, it was beautiful so I took pictures."

I knew what was about to happen but I just wanted my watch so I stayed put and listened.

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Lucy's POV

He called Bett in and I was confused till she came in and started speaking trash.

"I just wanted to help you with laundry but I saw the wristwatch, I didn't know it was his, it was beautiful so I took pictures." Wait what?

"Why didn't you say anything? You didn't say anything to me but you sold me out? What the fuck? Okay, if you didn't know it was his how did he find out?"

"He showed a picture of his watch around the office yesterday, and I noticed it looked similar, he was offering a promotion for anyone who had info so I..."

"You sold me out for a promotion? Did you get it?"

"No."

"Okay let me get this straight, you went into MY room, saw a watch under MY pillow, didn't say a word to me about it but you went behind my back and sold me out for a promotion you didn't get am I right?" I was fuming. I stood up to face her squarely.

"I needed the promotion, how was I supposed to get the money to feed your sorry ass?" no she didn't.

"My sorry ass? Every other normal person would have come to me and talked, you didn't know anything about the watch but you still went ahead with your stupid plan, what if I was a suspect for the FBI or something, that's how my ass would be in jail all because you wanted a stupid promotion."

"What makes you think you aren't going to jail now?" what was she saying now?

"What are you saying?"

"Everyone knows Mr Wood is taking your ass to jail." I turned to look at Jayson; I already forgot he was here.

He looked guilty, she's right; he's talking me to jail. I'll have to do damage control later, for now let me face this bitch.

"Why are you trying to change the conversation? You went through my stuff and sold me out, what have you got to say for yourself."

"You and your stuff are staying under my roof, you broke ass bitch, when you get home, get your shit out of my house." She turned to face Jayson and walked out.

I fell on the couch, I was exhausted. I got sold out and kicked out in one day, what was I going to do.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it'll get to this, I'll call off the police right now and you can stay in mine."

"Really? I stole your watch and you're letting me in your house?" it was too good to be true.

"Yes on one condition, you tell me why you took it." Was I about to open up to a stranger? I was desperate, I had nowhere to go and I sure as hell aren't going back to my ex-parent's

"Sure but over coffee, you're buying." I got up and walked out of his office he came out a second later and we left together.

We went to a coffee shop not too far from his office. We sat down and placed our orders.

I looked at him and thought about what I was going to say, I wasn't going to tell him the full story though.

"Okay, it started three years ago, I was disowned by my parents for reasons I'll rather not share. I was in my freshman year so I had to drop out because they were financing everything. My boyfriend at that time who was majorly the cause of the whole thing abandoned me, and i got introduce to a bad set of people and I'm stealing to save some money to look for him and give him a taste of his own medicine."

People say when you open up you feel free, but it's a lie, I didn't feel any different, maybe it's because I didn't say the full story.

"So you want revenge?"

"Precisely."

"I wouldn't say I understand but I get you. I'm not still happy you stole from me and made me feel bad about it though, but you can move in anytime you want."

"I'm sorry and thank you...would it be okay if we like just went there now, I don't want to see her face later."

"I'm sorry about that, of course, let's go."

He paid the bills and we walked back to his office, he got his car and we drove home, he knew the road to my house which was funny because I don't remember giving him my address.

When we got to our destination I invited him in.

"Want anything to eat? Drink?"

"I'm good thanks."

"Do you have something to tell me, about you knowing the road to my house?"