“Damon. I can’t believe this!” She raises her voice at him in a girly squeak.
“Jenny, we were just working I promise you.”
“Working! She insulted me, aren’t you supposed to fire her!”
She retorts throwing daggers at me.
“I just hired her yesterday. Besides she’s really good at what she does.” He adds making me grin.
“Alright. But why are you two “working”…”
She trails off with a quote.
“Behind Closed doors huh and isn’t working hours over Damon! What aren’t you telling me!”
“Nothing, I swear it.” His face is flushed and he is clearly not liking this but I really don’t care.
“Leave me alone Damon. Have fun with your whore.”
“What did you call me…?” I ask trying to control my temper.
“Whore, slut.” I raise my hand landing a resounding slap on her cheeks.
“Did you just slap me?” She asks facing Damon.
“No, definately not. My hands just made contact with your cheeks.”
I respond in a sarcastic manner.
“Damon do something!” She yells.
“You know what Jenny! Am sick and tired of your over Possessiveness and your tantrums. It’s over between us!”
“Damon, you can’t seriously be breaking up with me!” She gasps and I’m trying my best not to laugh right now.
“I’m not breaking up with you. I already did.” He retorts and I can’t hold it back anymore. I hold my tummy and roll my eyes in laughter.
“Watch what I’ll do!” She shrieks and walks away. I swallow my laughter as he glares at me.
“Very funny Miss Salvatore. We need to finish up quickly and get home. ” He says and I giggle lightly before getting back to work.
We’re almost done and Damon doesn’t ask any more questions after the incident with Jenny.
“Hey…what about this….” I turn and our head bumps making me recoil in pain.
“sh*t!” He curses holding his forehead.
“Are you always this clumsy!”
“Yes.” I reply truthfully. He shakes his head showing me the paper work when lightning strikes.
“Oh God! It’s going to rain.”
“I’ll get my driver to take you home.”
“U-Umm it’s okay, I can go home myself.”
“I ask you to stay over, I’m not letting you go home yourself.” He says and I gulp.
“He can’t find out where I live, it only complicates matters.”
“That’s ok, it probably won’t rain heavily.”
I said followed by a nervous chuckle.
“Alright, if you say so.” He rolls his eyes and I smile.
Half an hour later, we were done with everything and it’s raining cats and dogs outside.
“My driver just called, he can’t make it. My car’s outside which means I’m dropping you off. No buts, let’s go.” He says in a commanding tone. I drag my feet towards the stairs refusing to take the elevator again.
He waits for me downstairs, shaking his head lightly at my actions.
“I’ll go look for an umbrella. There should be one in the Janitor’s closet.” He says and I hold his arm stoping him.
“Is the Billionaire bas***d afraid of getting a little rain on him?” I ask teasing.
“Of course not.”
“Then let’s go.” I open the door for him to lead the way.
We both rush out into the rain running as fast as we could towards his car. By the time we got to the door, we were both drenched. He’s soaked all through making his hair really wet, water slowly drips towards his face and for a second I ogle at him mesmerized.
Why haven’t I noticed all this while how handsome my boss is?….