Spies In Love

Chapter 7

A/N : This chapter is comparatively longer than the other so enjoy :)

After washing my hands and rinsing my mouth, I sauntered towards the space where Bastian had again called us all for the consecutive second time in the day.

I popped a mint flavoured mouth freshner in mouth.
You know those cute little tablets.
Yup those.
For some unknown reason which only the Almighty knows I have always preferred the tablets over the sprays.
I mean sucking a tablet was way better. than a spritz of those goddamn sprays in my opinion.

Although actually thinking about it I usually didn't take a mouth freshner after eating.
I often didn't have problems with bad smell.
Only after waking up in the mornings.
But that went away after I brushed my teeth.

Yeah Aurelia why are you taking a mouth freshner when  if you dont actually need it?
After all there are not many possible scenarios on why you would take a mouth freshner you know except for making a good impression on someone.

Urgh my idiotic dumb conscious at it again.
And for some damned reason she won't just shut up.

Sometimes I really wish I could just stick some  heavy duty duck tape when she doesn't stop talking and irritating me.
And saying unnecessary and nonsensical and silly and stupid things.
Actually I should just already include every other damned adjectives I could find in the dictionary with similar meanings.

Nevertheless I continued on my expedition to find the required destination.

I reached the corridor and was going to walk over to Paris when for some reason I took a step back for God knows what reason and was pressed into some sort of thing my brain failed to grasp.

"Jesus woman would you just look where you are going? Fuck!!" Bastian's voice could be heard from behind me.

A gasp left my mouth and I turned around quickly.So quickly that it was quite a surprise that my neck didn't snap already to be honest really.

I turned around to know for myself what I collided with that my brain itself refused to recognise the object and caused my amazing boss to be in such a state of anger. However I wasn't surprised he was so angry.I mean he's Bastian Lewis for God's sake. He is probably angry even when he is pooping in the morning.

I found Bastian with his signature glare and folded his hands on his chest while simultaneously flexing those attractive muscles of his.
And then it dawned upon me what I exactly collided with.

Oh Jesus.Oh Dear.Oh My God.Oh Good Lord.Oh My Goodness.

Let's say ahem it was his frontside. Yup that's all I was going to say. 

Well his front side along with his whole body is filled with rather generously with humongous muscles isn't it ?Everything about him is huge. I mean everything.
 My damned conscious spoke again.

Shut up for God's sake or I swear to God I will murder you and cut you into pieces and then barbecue them with the sauce I love.

I mean can you really blame me? Wherever the eyes go muscles are always there!!
Always flexing intentionally or unintentionally not really my concern.
What kind of water does he actually drink to be this attractive?
Where can we get it?
Ask him!!!

Oh well my conscience for once had a really good point there.
Bastian really did look he was flexing his muscles all the time irrespective of the fact if it was intentional or unintentional.
As if a sculptor spent hours and days perfecting those muscles of his. It was like every little thing, every little detail was paid outmost attention and was carved with unimaginable care and precision.