Work was incredibly nerve-wracking. I was all jumpy and scared. I had no idea what the hell I got myself into. I was a nervous wreck.
“Hey Jade!” I heard Mr. Phantom call for me.
“Yes, sir?” I questioned.
“Can you go grab some lunch, please?” He asked.
“Of course, what did you want?” I asked him, taking out something to write his order down.
Whilst telling me what he wanted, I could feel his eyes intensely watching my every move. It made me nervous being under such tense surveillance, and I think he knew that. His tone got huskier and darker. Shaking subtly, I dropped my pen. Why does this man make me so nervous?
“Sorry, uh, hold on,” I said, bending over to pick up my pen.
“You okay, Ms. Spades?” He questioned as I stood back up.
“I’m just fine, Mr. Phantom,” I said, signaling him to continue telling me what he wanted to eat.
I watched him as he stood stalking toward me. I took shallow steps backward, soon reaching a wall. He chuckled, looking at my face and how red it was.
“Do I make you nervous, Ms. Spades?” he questioned.
“N- No, sir,” I stuttered, just looking into his eyes.
“I don’t believe you, especially since you look so flustered. You should get punished for lying to your boss,” he teased.
A hand left the side of my head. Moving his hand to my waist, my breath stopped. Where is everyone? How is he doing this to me? Why do I like it?
Rapidly having questions roam through my head, he swiftly removed himself from me as the door began to open.
Mateo entered, almost immediately regretting the decision. I sighed and recollected myself, patting down my pencil skirt I decided to wear today.
“Hello, Mateo!” I said with a huge smile and wave.
“Hi,” he replied with the same energy.
“I was just on my way to get Mr. Phantom some food. Did you want something?” I questioned, unable to look at Mr. Phantom.
“Where are you going?” Mateo asked.
“Panera,” I simply stated.
“Oh, no thank you,” he said and smiled.
I did a quick nod before exiting. I got to my car and screamed out all my frustrations. He has to be doing it on purpose. There’s no way he just acts like this.
In a moment of distress, I FaceTime my roommate, Nia.
“Hey boo,” she said as the call connected.
“Hi, girl, oh my lord,” I said, setting her up on my phone holder and turning my car on.
“What happened now?” she sighed, sitting up to look at me.
“He pinned me against a wall,” I said.
“What?!” she shouted giddily.
I told her the story in explicit detail from this morning to now whilst picking up his food and driving back, and we kind of just talked about it, trying to put the pieces of his flirting together.
“I still don’t think it’s super smart to get too close to him, Jade, he’s evil,” Nia said, shuddering at her own words.
“I don’t think he is. I think that’s how the media paints his picture. He’s a 20-year-old with a successful corporation, Nia, they’d do anything to bash him,” I replied in defense of him.
“I get that, but you need to understand there’s so much about him that you don’t know,” Nia disagreed with me.
“I know that, you act like we’re getting married or something,” I sighed.
“You’d probably like that,” she chuckled, and I rolled my eyes.
“And if I did?” I laughed back, and her eyes grew wide.
“You really like him, huh?” she questioned.
“No, Nia, I barely started working for this man like two months ago or so?” I said, confused about how long it’s been.
“Yeah, yeah, call me when you get here so we can look at the dresses Alex got you,” she said, blowing me a kiss and hanging up.
I grabbed his food, locking my car and walking into the office. People conversing smiled and waved as I walked over to the elevator.
Making it back to my office, I set my things down and walked over to the door that leads to Mr. Phantom’s when I overheard his conversation with Mateo.
“What’s going on between the two of you, Alex?” Mateo interrogated.
“I don’t know, if I’m being honest. I like her, but what if after tonight she wants nothing to do with me?” Mr. Phantom asked, genuinely concerned.
“That is highly unlikely, Alex. Do you not see the way she looks at you?” Mateo fought in my defense of my feelings.
Is there a way I look at him? Obviously, the man is fine as can be, and everyone knows that, so everyone probably looks at him like that.
“Yeah, but almost everyone looks at me like that,” he came to his own defense.
“If you say so, man, just know that I know that she likes you,” he said, and I decided to stop eavesdropping and walk in.
“Hi! Sorry it took so long!” I said with the food in hand, setting it on his desk.
“You didn’t get anything for yourself?” He questioned.
“I couldn’t really afford it, but I’ll be okay,” I said and set his food out.
“Why didn’t you use my card to buy yourself something?” He questioned and stood.
“I didn’t know if I was allowed to,” I replied, unable to look him in his face.
“You’re always allowed to, why would you think you weren’t?” He questioned.
“I don’t know,” I muttered.
“The dresses for tonight are at your house, take the rest of the day off to choose the one you want,” he said, obviously disappointed.
“Okay, I’m sorry, Mr. Phantom,” I stated before exiting his office and grabbing my things.