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My rapidly growingattraction to Hudson is overwhelming. He remains a dick, but such a hot one. I grasp what the end game is for Lorelai, but I don’t expect it to impact me.
Lorelai wants me to rile him up and try to get him to evoke emotion. She wants her baby boy back. She tells me stories of him before he entered the military. He had been a social, upbeat person, but now he’s brooding and uptight. I guess the military can do that to someone, but surely, we can fix it. Bring the old Hudson back.
Working with him on a daily basis makes it hard, especially when he’s furious because it’s hard to tell if the look in his eyes is lust or anger. Whenever I’m inches away from him, butterflies take over my stomach. Ugh, back to work.
Sitting down at my desk, acting normal, I make a record of all the voicemails left since we went home last night and put them on his desk. I didn’t disturb anything while in there, per his request. I can follow basic directions.
He walks past me, and I smell his cologne, which makes the butterflies appear again. Go the hell away. Today, he’s wearing a navy suit. I want to unbutton his shirt with my teeth and grip him to see what sound he would cry out. Woefully, my nipples become erect and are now visible through my shirt. “Good morning, sir,” I say. I’ll need to keep myself busy and occupied today.
A few hours later, rounding the corner to come back from lunch, I knock him to the ground again, except this time, I fall on top of him. I can feel the metal of his prosthetic, but also the swell in his pants. Someone is getting aroused. This makes me tingle. Do not have an orgasm right now. Get off your boss.
It’s easier said than done. I can’t help but kiss him. My heart races, but his lips are perfect. His hand wraps around my waist as if pulling me closer.
I hear footsteps approaching and I get off him. Karissa approaches my desk, and asks if Hudson is ready for their appointment. I show her to his door and shut it behind her.
Why did I do that?Damn it, Laurel. Keep your shit together.
After she has left, I want to apologize to him. If someone would have caught us, who knows what the office gossip would be? Instead of knocking, I walk right into his office.
“Get out!” he yells.
Hudson is standing there shirtless, and my eyes hover over his chest.
“You like what you see?” he says, buttoning up his shirt.
I did. His sculpted abs and defined shoulders. I want to run my hands all over his body, just once. Would he let me? “Can you blame me? I’m a woman. It’s kind of hard not to stare at you while shirtless.” I pick up his shirt and notice a stain on it.
“I want to make something clear right now; nothing can happen between us. I’m your boss. It violates many rules, including one of my own.”
The kiss is a mistake. I make my way out of his office and keep busy at my desk. I didn’t want to look at him. When five o’clock hits, I rush out the door to go home, not wanting to run into him there either. My feelings are hurt, but I accept his reasoning. He’s right. He’s my boss, and it breaks too many rules.
That must have influenced him, because he didn’t show up to work for the next couple of days. Where is he? All the employees say it isn’t like him to miss work. In fact, in the last two years, he hasn’t missed but one day. Suddenly, I’m here, and he misses several in a row. That doesn’t look good. I haven’t even seen him around his apartment.
Sitting at my desk, I get a sudden thought of looking him up on social media. There’s no trace of him anywhere.
