Shared Office

Zia’s pov

When he blew me a kiss, I could feel my knees getting weak. I was tempted to blow a kiss back instead blood rushed to my cheeks and I could not hide the blush that was enveloping my whole face. Eve was staring at me cheekily and she could not hide the malicious smile she was having.

“The tour is over since Mr. hotshot over there can’t stop staring at you.” Eve said. “what? But you haven’t shown me my desk. I don’t even know where the copier machine is, or even the coffee machine.” I replied ignoring purposefully the Mr. hotshot part and she laughed at me and said, “ your desk is in his office dummy.” “How is that even possible? In normal offices, the boss doesn’t share their office with their secretary”, I implied. She burst out laughing and said, “ you are right. This isn’t a normal office. I am the secretary while you, my dear new bestie, are his, underline the word his personal assistant, meaning you have to be near him.”

“come on E, can’t you just talk to him so that I can have my desk out here with you? I can’t be with him in the same room.” I regretted saying the last bit the moment it was out of my mouth as Eve was staring at me making googly faces and dry humping in the air and I was busy laughing at her actions when we heard the telephone ring. Eve rushed to pick it up and we heard, “if you ladies are done with the tour and orientation, tell Ms. Zia to come to my office immediately,” said the boss. “yes sir, immediately” eve replied. She continued, “you heard the boss. Best wishes.”

I straightened my skirt and knocked on his door and he replied sexily, “come in". Once I got in I said, “you wanted to see me, sir,” he motioned for me to close the door and sit. Once seated, he switched off the blinds and my heart raced when I imagined he wanted to have a private conversation. He strode towards me and stood right in front of me and my eye couldn’t help but be trained on his trouser fly and I think he noticed because he chuckled and said, “my thoughts too when I saw your sexy figure in that pair of trousers”. I bowed my head to hide my embarrassment but at the same time thrilled and exhilarated that he noticed me and the likelihood that the feelings are more than mutual.

He continued, “well, Zia I have called you here, to inform you that since we will be working closely together, I want you close to me, hence the decision to have your desk right here in my office, right there at the corner. You will be handling my topmost confidential meetings with our high-end clients and all related activities. I will value your utmost discretion and trust on matters pertaining to those clients as well as your thoughtful insights on business matters. Any questions?”

“none at all. But if I have any I will ask”

“Good, now can I have my coffee. Black, one sugar”

“sure sir.” I replied as I stood up to go get the coffee, and I heard him mumble under his breath, “mm, you are killing me in those trousers.” I turned to look at him but he was staring out the window with a cheeky smile peaking at the corners of his mouth. Maybe I didn’t hear him right.

In the coffee room, I met Eve and she smiled at me and said, “did you know you are the first personal assistant that Mr. Maslow has allowed to share his office with?”

It was my turn to get surprised, “what? Why me?”

“Because he likes you dummy. Its as clear as daylight. He can't hide it even if he tried” Eve replied. I didn't have a reply for that, just shock and excitement by the flutter in my heart. I proceed to make his coffee , Black no sugar.

I took the coffee to him and I settled in my desk, arranging the pens, folders, and laptop in a way that was comfortable and I could feel him staring and I was getting nervous so I blurted out, “why did you have my desk here in your office? Why did you blow me a kiss?”

He laughed, and replied, “I thought you didn’t notice my kiss. Well it is simple Zia, I like you a lot and I want you close to me, where I can see you always. So yes, I like you a lot.”