The Assistant(90)

I rolled my eyes once he grinned in my direction while trying to fight a smile of my own. “You’re a big idiot, did you know that?” I asked while throwing the towel I had around me into the dirty laundry basket.

“Careful Shortcake, this idiot knows your weaknesses. Actually, this idiot is one of your weaknesses,” he announced, smirking arrogantly.

“Actually, this idiot is not one of my weaknesses,” I corrected him, feeling smug as his cocky expression turned into one of anger and disbelief. “Dave Franco is. Oh! And chocolate.”

“I’m way better looking than some 20-year-old actor with no life,” Adrian scoffed, glaring in my direction as I slipped into the bed.


“Hmm. Not really. Have you seen that man’s lips? And don’t even get me started on his jawline and smile.”

“One day, I’m going to track this guy down and make sure he never acts again,” Adrian growled under his breath as he jumped into the other side of the bed.

I laughed softly before I felt him drag me closer to him. I could still smell the strong apple scented body wash he kept in the en suite and looked up at him once we were both comfortable.

“You know I’m only kidding, right?”

“I know, I just don’t take you and other men well,” Adrian grumbled, still glaring down at me from the thought.

“Really? I hadn’t noticed!” I said sarcastically, giving him an amused look.

“Stop enjoying this. Anyway, I think it’s my turn to get inner satisfaction. I put on pants, now I get my good night kiss.” Adrian pulled me up into a position that let me access his lips easier.

“No.” I blushed, glaring.

His eyebrows shot up. “Really? That’s fine. I like sleeping naked-” He began to pull his boxers down and I let out a shocked shriek before crashing my lips onto his. Adrian laughed against my lips before pulling me into his shirtless torso and wrapping his arms around my waist while deepening the kiss.

Unconsciously, I climbed onto his lap while wrapping my arms around his neck and deepening the kiss even more. Adrian groaned before I felt him shift so that our entire bodies were pressed up against each other, and I chose to pull away then before we both got carried away.

“You need to stop being so amazing, Shortcake,” Adrian declared with a smirk, giving a pointed look down at the bulge in his boxers. “It’s really not healthy for my mini-me.”

I raised an eyebrow before meeting his eyes again. “Mini it is.” I smirked, making him give me another look of disbelief.

“Need I remind you of how big it is, Shortcake?” Adrian asked, raising an eyebrow in challenge as his hands flew down to the waistband of his boxers.

“No! No, I don’t need reminding. It’s pretty much engraved into my memory now.” I cringed.

“I’m sure you do.” He smirked, before pulling me into his torso once again.

I let out a yawn. “Thank God we have a day off tomorrow,” I mumbled tiredly, getting comfortable in my position pressed up against him.

“I know. That means I get to kiss you all day. And maybe even more than kiss.”

I rolled my eyes and lightly punched his chest. “Stop being a perv.” I scowled playfully.

He chuckled before placing a kiss on my forehead. “In all seriousness now, we’re going to have our first date tomorrow. Just so we can get to know each other better and I can finally find out your favourite colour.” Adrian winked, making me laugh.

“Okay, whatever you want,” I yawned. “Goodnight, Adrian.”

“’Night, Shortcake. No need to dream about me, because I’m right here in the flesh. Just remember that.”

“Shut up you idiot,” I mumbled, before everything went black.

***

“Really Adrian, a carnival?” I asked skeptically as we pulled into a parking space.

“What, don’t you like them?” Adrian asked, casting me a weird look.

“No it’s not that, it’s just… well, I didn’t think you’d be into this kind of stuff,” I finally said, frowning slightly.

“I’m not always fancy dinners and million-dollar events, Shortcake, especially not with people I’m comfortable with.” Adrian frowned, before wrapping an arm around my waist.

My heart fluttered at his last words. “Oh” was all I managed to reply.

“So what do you want to do first? I was thinking- Hey! Don’t look at her,” Adrian snapped suddenly, and I looked up to find him glaring at a man, probably within our age range, who was staring up at Adrian in shock.

“S-Sorry, man,” the flustered stranger muttered, before walking away in a slightly quicker speed than normal.

I sighed. “Adrian, if you’re going to be like this all night then we may as well go home.”

“He was looking at you!” Adrian exclaimed angrily, like it was a good thing that he snapped at a random stranger.

“Yes, I understand. But he only looked, and you don’t even know if it was on purpose. Now, if he – or any other man for that matter – tried to flirt with me, then I give you full permission to be your usual possessive self. For now, let’s just enjoy our time here as much as we can.” I finished calmly, giving him a stern look.


Adrian studied my expression for a few moments, before sighing. “Fine,” he grumbled, dragging me over to a ride that spun a lot. “Two tickets,” he demanded as he placed a $20 bill onto the table.