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“Yeah, I’m a real fucking breakfast man now.”
15
Brice had won the first battle but he had yet to win the war when it came to Bunny. She’d admitted to loving him, which was a victory, but she had also put certain terms and conditions on their relationship.
They couldn’t be anything more than boss and PA at work. He didn’t like it. He spent all day watching her, wanting nothing more than to have her come into his office so he could have her sit in his lap.
He had all kinds of dirty thoughts he wished to explore with her. Plenty of them involved her, his desk, and being naked. But he couldn’t have everything.
She wouldn’t allow him to drive her home. For that, he wasn’t happy, not even a little bit. He was pissed off. He wanted to pick her up, or at the very least drive her to work. They were spending the nights together, why not the mornings? It was a stupid rule, but one he’d decided not to cross. He knew when to pick his battles and right now wasn’t it.
Then of course, they couldn’t be seen out in public close to where they worked in case of colleagues.
Her paranoia was a little over the top but he had found he would do anything for her. Even putting himself through the constant torture of seeing her in those sexy little skirts that showed way too much leg, and molded to the curves of her ass.
His need for her didn’t diminish.
The spark was always there.
Even now, when he had to wonder if she was a little ashamed of them, she turned toward him, and her smile was all for him, her gaze on him as the person she was speaking to finally left for the day.
She didn’t go back to her desk this time; she came to his office. He didn’t even try to look busy. There was no point. She’d already caught him watching her, and she was a beautiful sight.
“You see something you like?” she asked, closing the door behind her.
“More than like.”
She pushed some hair out of her eyes. “I’m going to head on out. Do you want Chinese?”
“I’d like to take you out to dinner.”
“Brice…”
“I’m following every single one of your demands. I don’t give anyone the chance to gossip about us. I don’t know what your obsession is when it comes to what other people think.”
“You don’t get it and why would you? You’re the boss.”
“Then, as your boss, why don’t you enlighten me?” he asked.
“Why?”
“I’m your boss. I have this need to know everything and not knowing pisses me off.”
Her eyes widened. “Okay, so you want to know.”
He got up and rounded the desk so he was leaning against it, folding his arms. “Enlighten me seeing as I can’t see the problem.”
She rubbed her hands down her skirt. “We don’t know how long this thing between us is going to last.”
“What?”
“What if it’s something fleeting? What if you find someone else? I’d be alone and I could be out of a job. Who would hire me if they knew I slept with the boss?”
He held his hand up. “Hold up a second. You’re telling me that out of everything that could happen, you’re going to blame me for us not potentially working?”
“It’s not supposed to be a bad thing. I mean—” She closed her eyes. “I’m saying this all wrong.”
“Well you better say it the right way because how you make it sound, I’m a fickle guy who’ll move onto the next piece of ass I want. You think that’s what this is about?”
She shrugged.
He looked at the floor. “I don’t know if this is some fucking joke right now.”
“Brice—”
“No, don’t Brice me. Don’t try to pacify me. I get it. You’re a damn good PA. One of the best I’ve ever had and I know you want more out of life than to just be my fucking PA, but wow, what a way to hit below the belt.”
“I know it sounds bad but it’s not meant that way.”
He laughed. “You’re being serious right now.” He stood up. “You’ve just told me that the reason we’re supposed to stay a secret is because I may move on. I may find someone else that is better than you. I’ll fire you because I can’t stand to have an ex around. How else am I supposed to take it? You know what, you’ve killed our relationship even before it has started. I don’t get it.” He cut her off from answering. “Leave.”
“Brice, I don’t mean anything…”
“No. I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t even want to look at you right now. I’ve never given you any indication that I’ll walk away. I want you, Bunny. Not some title or some pussy that you think I couldn’t have. I wanted you because I like you, and it’s not for anything other than wanting to be with you.” He shook his head.
