"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

"My husband and Sebastian are out back getting some wood for the fire they should be back soon, but you can make yourself at home." She said nervously motioning for us to take a seat.


"We brought some extra burgers if you guys want." Xavier said rubbing the back of his neck.


"Thank you." She said flashing him a loving smile.


"Do you mind showing me to the microwave so I can heat this up?" He asked and she told him a list of directions and walked off with food into the kitchen.


"How long have you guys been dating?" She asked moving to seat beside.


"Almost three months." I said and she gave me a motherly smile.


"How long have you been married?" I asked and she smiled brightly.


"Do you mind telling me about him?" She asked her voice soft and pleading.


"Of course not, what do you want to know?"


Chapter 20