|4| Teasing touches

Every moment led

To this one

~ k.tolnoe

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The next day moves by quicker than anticipated, I'm staring at the clock and let out a sigh, I let my body fall back onto the bed, I know I should start getting ready to meet Mr. Huxley for our lunch meeting or whatever it was called, but my Gosh am I drained,

Insomnia is the worst, no matter what I do my brain seems to not get the message that it's time to sleep, so then I run into the problem of feeling constantly drained during the day like right now, I should be showering and getting myself ready for the lunch, but instead, I'm mindlessly staring at my ceiling doing nothing,

My brain still can't wrap around the fact I'm about to have lunch with Mr. Huxley on the weekend...outside of work,

It's honestly strange, whenever I had to go to lunch meetings with him it was never us two there were always clients with us, events had been with many people surrounding us as well, so having lunch just the two of us sounds odd in a way,

Yet excitement bursts through me at the thought that I might get to know Mr grumpy a little better outside of a work environment,

Saying this was strange would be an understatement, yet I can't get myself to cancel or reschedule because my mind is floating with thoughts of the rooftop project, I still think it's fake, that maybe Mr.Huxley will wake up and tell me I won't be doing the project,

Yet instead of doing what I thought he would, he's invited me to lunch...to help.

After staring at my ceiling for an obscene amount of time I decide to quit wasting further time procrastinating and text him, so I know what to wear and where we will eat,

Being his assistant means I already have his number, since I don't have my own car when we would go to meetings outside of his building he would pick me up from my apartment so not only do we have each other's numbers he also knows my address so I don't need to stress about that.

Where exactly are we going? I typed it out quickly, after sending it I wanted to slap myself in the face for not saying hello beforehand, it was quite rude of me to just go straight to the point like that,

But as I stressed about how I worded the text and thought maybe I should have said hello, and a how are you, he had already responded

Mr.Grumps: Where do you want to eat?

I smile a little at the contact name I gave him, I changed it all the time but for now, it stayed that way, these past few months he's been laughing at times, I haven't caught a smile just yet, but I have a feeling I might...so I have a feeling I'll need to change it soon,

I thought for a moment, I know that question is a tough one for most people, but I've been wanting to try that sandwich place that opened close by for about a week now and this seems like the perfect opportunity,

Plus you can never go wrong with a sandwich...in my opinion, it's the best food, it's easy to make, not super messy, and you can make so many different kinds.

I text him the address of the sandwich shop then sent a quick text as well

How about sandwiches?...you can NEVER go wrong with those!

Mr.grumps: alright sandwiches it is, I'll pick you up in 40 minutes

I sighed getting up from the comfort of my bed and dragged myself into the shower, I mindlessly stared at my shower wall in a daze of exhaustion, I sometimes overwork myself without realizing it, and the mixture with that and my insomnia isn't very pretty,

Getting out I quickly put on some black pants, a warm nude thick sweater along with a leather jacket on top, I quickly gathered my hair into a messy bun, some pieces of my side bangs fall to the sides but I don't bother to fix it, I add some gold jewelry I wear every day, along with black leather square toe boots that stop at about four inches above my ankle, by the time I grab my purse I see a text message on my phone from Mr. Huxley saying he's here

I quickly grab my wallet throwing it in my purse along with my pocket knife since you can never be too safe and then my phone

I make my way down to Mr.Huxley's all-black rolls Royce, the interiors a beautiful red color

"Hi Mr.Huxley you look nice" I smile looking at his casual outfit of black jeans and a white button-up that stretches over his very muscular body

I shake my head and take a shaky breath in, I shouldn't be looking at my boss in that way... it's what I've told myself for the past two years but my eyes always betray me at the end of the day,

"It's Aaron outside of work to you and thank you, you look nice as well," he says opening the door for me

It took my brain some time to register the fact he told me to call him Aaron...he'd been pissed to no end when wren called him that, so it was strange that he insisted on it now, whether it was outside of work or not

Poor wren...I hope she got another job, even though she'd been disrespectful and did use me, I still wanted her to have a job at the end of the day, I see homeless people as I walk to get coffee every day for work and it breaks my heart to see, and getting fired from a job is one of many reasons people end up getting homeless,

I shook my head of those thoughts and took a quick deep breath in before speaking

"Alright but you can't get mad if I on accident slip and call you Mr.Huxley since that's what I'm used to" I grin while Getting in the car

He laughs as he shakes his head closing my door

Like actually laughs once again,

I think my day has been made

"Alright deal," he says starting the car pulling out onto the street

We're both quiet for a little til I break the silence

"So what do you typically do on Saturdays when your off work," I ask trying to not make this an awkward quiet car ride

He stays silent for a moment then speaks

"Not much maybe work out, make some food, take a walk around the city" he shrugs

"I love walks..." I grin looking at his side profile, man does he have a nice jawline, how can a jaw be that perfect?

"wait you cook?" I ask just a tad bit shocked when I get out of my daze of staring at his perfect face

He looks at me with a barely-there smile

Most people wouldn't notice it because it's not really there, but I do and it makes me happy

"Why do you look so shocked" his slight laugh makes me immediately turn to look straight ahead,

My lungs feel full of life hearing his laugh, I've heard him laugh a few times yet each time feels like the first, his laugh gives me the same feeling as the first blanket of snow in winter, or the first fall of the leaves in Autumn, the first warm day in summer,

No matter how many times you go through those firsts you never get tired of seeing the blanket of snow in winter for the first time in a while, or the first warm summer day, after all, that rain and cold,

His laugh feels like one of those firsts...that I'll never get tired of hearing.

"I'm not sure you just seemed...never mind" shaking my head I regret my words the minute I think of them since its not my place to assume nor judge

Looking at me with a raised brow his lip curls up in a smirk before he slowly slides his hand on my thigh, his teasing slow movements make my breath get caught in my throat, and a small gasp escapes my throat,

This would be the second time he's put his hand on my thigh, but this isn't to calm me down, nor is he trying to help ease my anxiety from a meeting...no this is strictly him teasing me to get something out of me, and oh boy is it working, because if he doesn't take his hand off my thigh now I might just faint from my head spinning,

"Vanessa you know how I feel about people not finishing their sentences..." he begins drawing circles on my thigh waiting for me to continue talking, teasing me into what he wants,

But I can't focus nor can I answer when my focus is solely on how his big, rough warm hand feels against my thigh, my head spins in a daze, in a drunk like daze, his hand gives my thigh a squeeze showing his impatience, taking a deep breath hoping my voice sounds normal I begin talking

"I was going to say, that you seem more like the type to have someone make your food for you while you continue doing your work but I don't know sooo..." I clear my throat hearing the nerves in my voice as his hand continues running up and down my thigh

"Well then you clearly don't know me little miss sunshine," he says amusement lacing his words

"And while we're at it I also assumed you were a big boring grump who has no fun" I grin at him feeling more confident when his hand stops moving on my thigh for a moment

He squeezes my thigh making me gasp quietly "watch it"

I laugh a little clearing my throat "but I could be wrong"

"Definitely wrong" he side-eyes me

I manage another nervous laugh as I look out the window, we continue the drive...his hand never leaving my thigh, I don't speak because my voice seems to be locked in a box,

"Okay since we're at the topic of work what does everyone in the office say about me," he asks smirking

Well crap, I don't want to throw everyone at work under the bus...

"Ummm" I stick my tongue to the side of my lip thinking if I should just say the rude things people say about him in the office

"You know I won't fire you for telling me the truth about what the others say right?" he laughs

"Yeah but there a bit, harsh and I don't cuss a lot, Soo..." I say giving him a little smile

"Shit that bad then?" he smirks

"Just replace the cuss words with cupcake or some shit I don't know" he rolls his eyes not letting go of the answers he wants to hear

This man is kind of very Amusing...I almost wished we hung out outside of work sooner

I laugh shifting in my seat uncomfortably "alright well someone said you seem like you're only good for giving women pleasure, that you're a dick who has no fun, someone else said that if someone paid you to have fun you wouldn't do it, then someone said you're going to die all alone because no one would want to get within a foot of that "grumpy demon like man"...these are mild ones people say every day" I say all in one breath

"Someone else said 'that man is so cupcaking annoying that if there was a Cliff in front of me I wouldn't hesitate to push him off" I roll my eyes slightly

"And someone said 'what I wouldn't do to watch him slowly die on the streets losing all his fortunes so he sees how little anyone cares for him, since 'all we care about is our paycheck" I recite how a woman said it in the office not long ago

"also I was never part of these rude comments just so you know" I start freaking out a bit but he squeezes my thigh stopping me

"I know you're not that kind of person...keep going" he clenches his jaw

"There's a lot of death threat ones" I whisper with a slight cringe

"Then there are the sexual comments they make, and then the ones about how they would love to murder and strangle you for making them work overtime, and then other ones that I just want to forget like I said a lot of death threats" I shake my head not wanting to go into the gross things people say

"Sexual?" He says all of a sudden his eyebrows raised and a shake of his head makes my eyes widen

"No absolutely not" I shake my head crossing my arms over my chest

"Those you can just leave to your imagination I'm not saying anything" I try looking out of the window to distract myself

"And exactly who are these people imagining I bend them over my desk" he raises a brow and a slight smirk plays on his lips when he looks over at me to probably see my mouth slightly ajar and face red

I think I almost choked on air

"I- ok Mr blunt, geez" I shake my head of thoughts

He continues making circles on my thigh but now slowly and in a teasing manner

"Let me guess one of those people being wren" he sneers in disgust

"Maybe...but I would never snitch on someone's comments in the office" I clear my throat shaking my head

"Yeah well she thankfully doesn't work for me anymore," he says with an irritated edge to his voice

"Well that wasn't nice" I pout with my brows furrowed

"Yeah so was her using you..." he squeezes my thigh

Before I can respond I notice we arrived at the sandwich place, he goes around the car opening the door for me, I take his hand stepping out of the car, and almost fall when my foot catches the sidewalk, his hands make their way around my waist pulling me to him

I clear my throat "thank you, sorry bout that"

A slight smirk plays on his lips as he places his hand on my lower back "come on, your sandwiches are waiting"

I shiver at his touch and his smirk coming full force out of the corner of my eye shows he noticed, well this is going to be quite the eventful lunch, especially if it was anything like what happened in the car

------notes------

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I know it was boring and like short but in my opinion, the story gets better as time progresses 😭

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