"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

His house was a perfect reflection of him, filled with black furniture with a splash of white and grey every where.


I was currently in his room, which was filled with scent he was on the bed with me straddling in his lap, his head in the crook of my neck. Every time he held me it I felt as if he was holding me together, our actions louder than any words we could develop to say.


My eyes caught the time and I pulled away slightly to catch a glimpse of his face.


"It's 5:47." I informed him, I was slightly shocked by the time since we had been here since 1, but in reality it didn't feel that long.


"No I'm fine." I whispered snuggling into him, loving the warmth he emitted.


"I love seeing you like this." He said referring to his T-shirt that I was wearing.


"And I love wearing them, I sometimes sit around and try to figure out what cologne is on it." I confessed and he chuckled kissing my forehead.


"Amelia." He said and I began laughing.


Chapter 27