I stand in front of my dressing mirror in my room and take a good look at myself, the lady I'm seeing in the reflection. It's funny how I look, or should I say, differently I think I look in just a new dress. I did not know that just a small , like a new dress, could make someone feel so different. I feel so new, just the new silky red dress which perfectly hugs my curves, showing my exact .
Part of those heavy shopping bags Andy brought from the shopping mall was mine. He shopped for me. Adrian - freaking - Ashton, shopped for me, and
I still can't believe it. The most interesting part is how he knew my size and my . Every single dress he bought perfectly fits me. God bless my boss!
After admiring myself enough, I slide my fluffy sandals on and grab my phone the bed and start downstairs. The sandals are also new, and of course, from
Adrian. Descending the stairs, I get to the living room where Angel is waiting. I my wrist watch and it reads quarter to eight. I sigh in relief, knowing that we on time.
"Wow! Wow, auntie Ania! You look so beautiful." The little angel said with a smile. I love Angel's attitude, composure, and behaviour. She doesn't like how I hear rich kids behave. Her beautiful smile makes one smile even any reason. A smile that brightens everyone's mood. Such a jovial, sweet, cool kid. I wonder what her mother would feel if she sees her. And I wish she know just how well Andy has brought up this cute little princess.
"Thank you so much, princess," I respond to her compliment, as I grab her bag the couch, ready to take her to school. Ooh well, and also, to talk to her about the kids bullying her in the class. I hope I'll do well. I also plan on Andy about this whole thing in the evening. "Let's go now, baby?" I add.
"Daddy?" she calls, turning to the dining area where her father is finishing off his .
SILENCE!
When I don't hear him respond to his precious daughter, I turn to see why, and
Ooh! There he is, looking at me! No, correct that. He is ogling me! OMG! I'm sure dress is not exposing any part of my body, well, except my legs as it stops just the knees. So what just caught his attention that much to not even hear his calling? His cup of tea is hanging in the air like he was about to take a sip suddenly got distracted. My, oh, my!
"Daddy?" Angel calls again, and still Andy does not respond.
With the way, he is staring, huh? His jaw is almost dropping to the floor.
I bend a little and pick Angel up, like I always do, carrying her to the car.
In an attempt to distract Andy, or bring back his mind from wherever it has off to, I clear my throat and call him, to which he responds after blinking times, snapping back to reality. Jeez!
Looking up, he put the cup of tea down on the table.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, my princess!" At least now he can hear his daughter! Good grief! "You off to now?" He asks as he comes to hug his daughter and kiss her, as it is their .
"Yes, daddy."
"Okay. Come here, my baby." He hugs her, and his face comes so dangerously to mine because today, unlike other days, he decided to hug his daughter she is still in my arms, which is not good for my not-so-innocent thoughts . Why do you make me feel this way, Andy? I can feel the heat radiating his well-shaped oval face, burning mine, and I am sure I'm as red as a tomato now. If only I could run my fingers on this smooth face and the perfect jaws front of me. If only I could touch these so moist pink lips of my boss. If only I lean on this broad chest. If l... before my naughty mind could wander further, eyes opens, boring deep into mine for a moment that is too short, again, for my thoughts. "Daddy loves you so much." He says after breaking the eye and the hug. He cups his daughter's face and places a long kiss on her , and my not-so-innocent eyes to his lips. How would it feel to have his on my cheeks like this, huh? How would his sweet lips feel on mine? I'm his lips taste like honey and chocolate. Damn!
Easy now, Tania! Control your dirty mind. He is just your boss, remember? And did you start fantasizing about things like this, huh? My inner self scolds me.
If I were to respond to the last question, I would say, since I met Andy. But I am to even say that. He is my boss, for goodness sake, and I should not be about him in this manner! With Andy, it's like I lose my senses when he this close.
I shake my head to remove the thoughts of my boss from my mind, but did that ? The answer is no, especially because I met with his eyes looking at me again.
"Be a good daddy's princess, okay? And if anyone bothers you, you should tell immediately, okay?"
"Yes, daddy. I love you so much."
"I know." He says with a sweet smile to his daughter, pulling her for another hug, of his hands wraps his daughter, while the other goes to my shoulder.
Wait! His hand on my shoulder?
Impossible!!! I must be dreaming!
I slowly take my eyes where I think I am feeling the warmth of his touch, and to surprise, it isn't just in my thoughts. It's not a daydream. His hand is now to my neck, leaving trails of electric sparks. He stops on my neck, drawing on my bare skin, making me tremble. What are you doing, Andy?
I look at him, to understand his confusing gesture, but I meet with his dark brown looking at me, and I accept the stare challenge he is offering. I let my eyes deep into his, but unfortunately for me, I can not stand the devilish look in his that makes them appear darker and deeper than they usually are. I have never this look before. In no time, I am already in heat, being consumed by the fire his simple touch, and glare, and I feel the energy leave my body, making me . I can feel my whole body shaking. As his thumb starts caressing my lip, pleading for something, my eyes close on their own, my lips part willingly, my heart pounds five times its normal pulse.
There, I finally taste them... Andy's lips are on mine, kissing me, and I shamelessly . Our warm breaths caress our nostrils, intensifying the feeling and coaxing to total surrender. Our lips move once, then twice, and third, then I feel his to shove his tongue in, and again, like a zombie, I am willing to grant him passcode to my mouth. I begin opening my mouth to let him in, but he doesn't . He instead seals my lips with one last kiss that lasts for seconds.
He brushes my lips with his thumb after pulling away, running his fingers on my , while I stand still like a monument, watching him leak his lips. Damn that !
He smiles, perhaps to bring me from the shock I am in. But I am too dismayed to , too shy to even look at him, and, too ashamed to be feeling this good after my boss knowing that nothing is happening between us. I feel like I just the sweetest thing in my life, and experienced the most special feeling there .
"Have a good day at school, baby." He says to his daughter, but his eyes are still me.
"Thank you, daddy. Have a good day at work, daddy."
After their goodbyes, I summon my courage back and hurry to the front door with
Angel still in my arms.
Opening the door, I get tempted to look back, expecting to see a confused Andy, me, but to more dismay, I am met with a very composed Adrian Ashton, with hands in his grey khaki pant pockets, staring at my back. As if that is not enough, the devil has the guts to give me a confident wink, and a smirk that got me into more bewilderment.
The nerve of this jerk!
Hang on! What was the meaning of that?