"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face.
"Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want,"
"So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact.
"You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze.
"What do you mean y-"
"Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm.
"Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine.
Shakespeare 
The course of true love never did run smooth

I sat in the bed watching commercials, we had just arrived at the hotel and I took a much needed shower and was now waiting on Xavier to get out to feed me. 


I heard the door open I looked over to see him walking towards me a towel wrapped around his waist. Oh dear God. Droplets of water running down his defined chest, his wet hair combed back away from his face.


"Hungry?" He asked me and I nodded not trusting my voice he sent me a cocky smile leaning down to kiss my forehead.


"Do you want to go out or order in?" He asked me softly looking into my eyes.


"Order in." I whispered and his hand moved to my chin holding my head in place as he placed a small kiss against my lips.


"I'll be right back." He whispered walking away. He later returned fully dressed in some jeans and a black T-shirt.


"Don't you own shorts?" I asked and he smiled.


"You are a weird man." I told him as I stood up walking over to hold his awaiting hand.


Chapter 15