His fake assistant

Are we friends? (10)

"How amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things going on in your head."

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I wait on the sidewalk in front of my apartment. The morning sun awakes and the wind blows fresh air, making me shiver slightly. Goosebumps appear on my arm.

I look around me and greet a nice lady, walking with a basket. She's probably going to the supermarket.

A fancy car stops in front of me, letting me know who is there.

    Mason.

This time he isn't driving in his Tesla, but in another expensive car. Fudging billionaire. The door opens and a well build body comes out, making my heart pounds a bit faster.

He has his dark suit on. His hair is in a perfect state, a strand of hair is hanging above his head, making him look even ravishing then before. Unlike me my hair is probably looking as a disaster. I can't do anything, but admire his perfectly build face, totally untainted. It's as if God himself carved it, not leaving one part undone.

I was caught of guard when I saw Mason, stalking up to me. His eyes their normally metallic grey color staring right at mine.

He stops in front of me cupping my cheeks while locking our eyes together. His grey pair melted perfectly with my green ones. He rubs his thumb in circles around my cheek, making a slight blush appear on my cheek.

Taking me by surprise, he bows down and leaves a chased kiss on my crown, making my eyes pop out. My heart beat quickens again and my blood creeps up my face, making me look like an awkward tomato. The place where he left a kiss is burning up, leaving me want for more.

    Wait! What?

    Faye you're getting batshit crazy.

I get up from my trance, knowing that this feeling isn't right. I take a step back trying to hide my awkward beet red face.

    "Good morning, princess", Mason greets me in his velvety voice. That has a husky undertone within it, sending a shiver down my spine.

    "G-good morning, Mason", I reply back, my voice a mere whisper.

I peeked through my lashes, perceiving his flawless face. Mason's smile is blinding me. His dimples which I love so much appears out. He appears so much younger when he smiles. His charming smile is my new favorite thing on earth. My heart melts instantly and without any of my consent, words come out my mouth.

"I love your smile", I mutter out, making me gasp.

Mason's eyes widen and his jaw drops down to his knees. I can't do anything else but drown in my own shame. Why can't I just shut up for the rest of my life.

Oh man, Faye! You did it again!

I don't dare to look up, instead I stare at my heels as if they were the most interesting thing on earth. I feel Mason burn holes into my face, but I still look down.

I make a mental note to not ever look up again. I flirted with my boss.

    I just cannot.