The Assistant(87)

“No, this is an event to raise money for the cancer foundation in the company’s name. It was his idea anyway,” Adrian snapped, briefly inclining his head in Mason Kingston’s direction, “So he can say the speech. We’re leaving,” he repeated, looking down at me.

“No, we’re not,” I responded, glaring in response.

“Emily,” Adrian growled.

“No, Adrian,” I retorted. “You dragged me here; so we’re staying until the event is over. End of discussion.” I kept my gaze firm.

Adrian stared back at me for a few moments, before his jaw clenched in defeat. “Fine, but get up. I want to talk to you in private.” I raised an eyebrow at his blunt tone and he sighed in frustration. “Please,” he added in a half-mocking tone, making me roll my eyes at his immature display.

He led us to a secluded corner in the wide reception room, and I crossed my arms once we stopped moving. “What.”

“Why aren’t you talking to me, Shortcake?” Adrian whined, pouting.

I tried to mask my surprise with a look of disbelief. “Are you kidding me right now?”

Adrian shook his head with a smirk, before he changed his expression back to the pout. “You’ve been talking to Allen all evening, and ignoring me!”

“I’m going to point out a few things to you as to why that is the case. For one, you made Allen cut all contact with me ever since that day you found us having lunch in the diner together-”

“That’s because you liked him more than a friend,” Adrian interrupted with a stern look.

I opened my mouth to respond then closed it once the words registered in my mind. “No I didn’t! I liked him as a friend, and that was all! Anyway, let me continue, number two; you’re way too controlling and demanding all the time-”

“Amy told me you like dominant guys, so I’m perfect for you,” Adrian smirked, cutting me off again. “That means sexually as well, if you want me to be.” He winked, making me choke in mortification.

“Just- Stop!” I squeaked, flushing the colour of my dress. I had told Amy that before; and now my best friend’s murder was going to be on my hands.

Adrian chuckled at my reaction to his comment, making me glare in return. “Number three,” I continued, ignoring his sexual indications, “You just announced to the entire population of paparazzi out there, that you and I are dating, when we’re not! You’ve said it to my parents, and now to yours as well; but did you ever stop and think to ask me?!” I asked, huffing slightly from anger.

“I love when you’re angry,” Adrian said, taking a step closer towards me.

“Answer my question.” My voice was supposed to come out firm, but I ended up sounding like I was answering my parents after being scolded for doing something wrong.

Adrian sighed before taking another step towards me and wrapping his arms around my waist. “Shortcake,” he began, looking straight into my eyes with a serious expression. “It would give me great honour…” He trailed off.


“Yes?” I murmured, waiting for him to continue.

“If you would…” he continued.

“Mhm?” I urged, looking into his hazel irises.

“Shut up and be my girlfriend.” He smirked, snapping me out of my daze. “Please?” He pouted, before grinning cheekily.

“Asshole.” I scowled, glaring up at his grinning countenance.

“Hey, I asked you!” Adrian said defensively. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“You told me to shut up and be your girlfriend!” I exclaimed in disbelief. “In what way is that asking me?”

“I said please!” he replied, as if the answer was obvious.

I gave him another look of disbelief, and he broke out into an amused smirk; breaking my expression.

“You’re an idiot,” I mumbled, grinning slightly as I shook my head.

“Can you kiss this idiot?” Adrian asked with a hopeful expression.

“No,” I responded flatly, trying to fight he blush that was slowly making its way to my cheeks.

“Fine.” He sighed, pulling me in closer. “I guess I’ll have to do all the idiot kissing tonight,” Adrian announced, before I felt his lips on mine for the second time that evening.

My fingers automatically tangled themselves in his hair before I realised I was kissing Adrian, and pulled away instantly. “D- Don’t do that,” I stuttered weakly, blushing.

Adrian smirked before stealing another peck on my lips. “Why not, girlfriend?” He grinned.

I shook my head at his beaming expression before his previous words registered in my mind. “You just insulted me!” I exclaimed, frowning.

“By calling you girlfriend?” Adrian asked, raising an eyebrow.

“That’s an insult as well now that I think about it…” I trailed off, before grinning at his skeptical look. “But no, you called me an idiot before kissing me!”

“You wouldn’t kiss me! So I had to think of a smooth comeback.” Adrian shrugged.

“By calling me an idiot?” I responded slyly. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Real smooth, idiot.”

“I’m your idiot now,” Adrian grinned, stealing another quick kiss on the lips.