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 knocked on the door for what felt like the thousandth time in the last minute. I sighed giving up sitting down on the floor resting my back against the door. 


I emerged from Emerald's room earlier only to be told that Amelia was locked in her old bedroom making me immediately regret leaving. I just thought it would be a good idea for her to be around family.


"She just needs time." I heard a familiar voice say and I looked up to see her father, I was torn between which parent she resembled more. He sat down beside me handing me one of the beers in his hand, I took it saying a small thank you, before taking a quick mouthful.


"She talks about you a lot." I mumbled looking down into the bottle as I remembered the countless conversation.


"I can only imagine... you know it's a miracle she survived, she was a little blessing." He whispered sipping his drink and I stayed quiet wanting him to continue.


Chapter 30