The Assistant(103)

He just kissed me.

Not a single word was uttered out of his mouth. Just a small, simple kiss that had enough heat infused into it to take my breath away. My hands instantly found their way into his hair, and I began kissing him back in an eager way that had him lifting me up to rest on his waist while I wrapped my legs around his hips.

Adrian gripped my thighs firmly as I felt my fingers slip out of his hair and begin to fumble with the buttons of his shirt, all while keeping the kiss in motion.

Adrian began walking, and my back made contact with the cool texture of the wall.

“We can’t,” I murmured in between kisses as Adrian began to slip off my work blazer.

“Yes we can,” he grumbled as he trailed kisses down my neck.

I sighed and tilted my head for easier access just as Adrian began to unbutton my own shirt.

“Adrian, we have a meeting in 20 minutes,” I tried again, trying to gain some control over my hormones.

Adrian let out a frustrated sigh and held me up against the wall as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. I waited there awkwardly, clad in my navy coloured lace bra and business skirt just as Adrian put the phone to his ear. “Suzie, push back everything we have scheduled for the next hour,” he ordered, before his gaze looked over my upper torso. “Make that the next two hours.”

He hung up before Suzie could utter a reply. He threw the phone onto the small table beside us and brought his lips back to my neck. “Adrian.” I sighed, gripping the back of his neck tightly. “The office door-”

“Emily. Mention one more thing about work, and I’ll take you right here. On this wall.” He growled, detaching his lips from my neck to look me straight in the eye.

My eyes widened before I nodded. “S-Sorry,” I stuttered.

His dark expression morphed into his usual arrogant smirk, before I felt the zipper of my skirt being tugged at. Within a flash, my skirt was on the floor, and Adrian led me to the bed.

***

“YOU FINALLY HAD SEX?!” Amy yelled in the small café, a huge grin plastering itself onto her features.

The murmur of the café instantly died down as everyone turned to look at our table, and my eyes widened in mortification before I covered my face with the small napkin that was set in front of me.

“Whoops,” Amy whispered, before taking her seat with a weak smile. The few customers at the café stared for a few moments longer before restarting their conversations.

“Amy!” I exclaimed with a groan.

“I’m sorry, but do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment to happen?!” she asked, before aggressively opening a sugar sachet and pouring it into her coffee mug.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,” I responded flatly, before taking a sip of my own drink.

“Well, I’m just glad you’ve finally gotten some. I must admit, Adrian is a pretty good looking man.” Rita winked from beside me, before picking up her own mug.

“She didn’t only get some. She got some twice!” Amy squealed with a grin.

I glared in an attempt to cover up my flushed cheeks, before throwing a sugar sachet in her direction.

“And then again at night,” Amy added, getting ready to duck as I picked up another sachet.

“Can we change the subject please?” I whined.

“So what are you going to do about David Walter?” Rita asked with a worried frown.

The mention of David Walter instantly darkened my mood, and I glared at the dark brown surface of the table before answering. “Adrian has something planned, but he won’t tell me what it is. All I know for now, is that I have to go to dinner with him next week and act like I usually would, and then it’s going to be settled from there.” I frowned at the sound of Adrian’s plan; it didn’t sound promising, and I didn’t think we were going to get far with it.

Rita nodded in understanding, before taking another sip from her mug. “I hope it all works out. That man is a creep,” she announced with a shudder.

“Tell me about it. Now, back to the sex! How good was he? Who broke first? How did it go down?!” Amy asked frantically, raising her voice again and attracting the attention of the people sitting closest to us.

“Amy, put your voice down!” I repeated desperately while looking around.

It dawned on me just then that I had forgotten to mention the fact that Adrian had confessed his love for me, and that I returned the same gesture. I smiled weakly in her direction, and her bright blue eyes instantly narrowed in suspense.

“You left out something, didn’t you?!” she said in a low voice, glaring daggers.


“It’s not-”

“Don’t even think about telling me it’s not important. Need I remind you of the speech I first recited to you multiple times when you first took this job?” Amy pressed, giving me a menacing look.

“No! No, I’m fine. It’s pretty much drilled into my memory.” I cringed, recalling the ‘breathing is important’ speech from 6 months ago.

“Well?!” Amy urged.

“Oh, right.” I laughed awkwardly. “Well. He and I got into a fight and then he told me that he was in love with me and I was in shock so-”

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Amy screeched, casting a silent blanket over the café once again.