A Sugary and Spicy Love

Caught In The Act

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"What the..." I stopped before I could finish the natural ending to that sentence when he bolted out of his seat towards me. He stopped in front of me, so close my breasts brushed against him lightly. I looked up at him in angry confusion.

"Fück!" I finished in a whisper.

And he leaned down and kissed me.

"I'm sorry. I was on a video conference call with my father and a couple of board members. I had to mute it just now to let you know." He apologised quickly while squeezing my hand and took the file in the other hand. "I have to go back but I do need some questions answered. Work questions. Is that ok with you?"

"Yes, it is." Whew! Being with this dude was a rollercoaster ride. "I'll keep it strictly business while we're in the office then."

"Hopefully not all the while we are in the office. I plan to get naughty with you some of the time." And he dropped a quick kiss on my forehead, winked and returned to his desk. By the time he sat down, there was no trace of the funny, jovial Patrick. This was Boss Patrick not Boyfriend Patrick. And he was still Hot Patrick.

He hit a key on the laptop "Sorry about that but I've been assured Bruno's concerns have been addressed and we're tracking nicely with the project. I've got the file here so I can give you the exact figures you were asking for Dr. Cornelius."

He calls his Dad Dr. Cornelius? Weird family. But I guess it's because he's discussing business. He really does believe in separating business and pleasure. It made me feel better as I turned around to leave his office. If he was doing the whole work-mode thing with his father then it wasn't just me. But he did say something about being naughty in the office sometime. That would be so sëxy. I reined in my thoughts when I realised I was standing staring off into space while I pictured myself bent over the desk and him behind me... 

Aaaarrrgghh! Stop it Titi!

I shook the image away with a toss of my head, opened the door and walked out.

The rest of the day was a blur of work. I had thought I would be too distracted by my new relationship with Patrick to be functional but it turns out that his Boss-Patrick strategy helped. Not to mention the ice cold presence of Ms. H. While she didn't ask any questions or watch me any more than usual, it felt like having an eye literally on you. It was enough to dampen any office romance. I sat in on some of his video conference meetings, drafted letters, and pored over contract terms with him. It was fun sitting across from him talking about work, watching him deal with business moguls local and abroad. It was undeniable that he knew what he was doing. He understood the business and the world of economy. He wasn't just a trust fund baby who had a company handed to him on a platter of gold. He knew the ropes. And it was obvious his clients, partners, bankers and other stakeholders he spoke to knew that judging by the deference with which they treated him.

I was at my desk typing up the minutes of the last meeting when the main office door opened and one of the uniformed ladies from the office canteen wheeled in a food-laden trolley. I hadn't even realised it was lunch time. I glanced at the time. Correction; way past lunch time.

"Did you bring the extras I ordered?" asked Ms. H.

"Yes, ma'am."

She ordered lunch? I guess I paid her no mind as she had been on the phone off and on through the day.

"You can wheel it in and set up." As the lady turned to do that she stopped her. "Wait. Button up your shirt before you go in that office. He's not exactly going to fall at your feet at the mere sight of your breasts."