Chapter Eight

Caspian

I smirked at her round ass as she walked out of my office. I'll let her go for now. I need to get laid but my next lay will be her. I picked up my phone and called my head of security. I wanted to know where she was going for lunch.

"Where is she?" I said cutting the formalities.

"She's having lunch with her brother, Reginald Hayes at La Divino Cucina."

"I want the report of her whereabouts of this week on my table by tomorrow."

Just then my brother walked in. He ignored the fact that I was on the phone and jumped into my swivel chair since I was still standing. I hung up and faced him.

"Aleksander, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school? You are not supposed to be here until after your exams," I said dryly, not wanting to be disturbed.

"Can't I just drop by and say hello to my big brother?" He questions back.

Alek was a smart boy. Not to sound cocky but he wasn't as smart as me. He had heterochromia which gave him a mix of hazel and steel-blue eyes and sandy blonde hair which fell over his eyes. He stood at 6'1 a little shorter than me.

"You should be in school. Your finals are coming up a--" I scolded before he cut me off.

"Ugh, I know. Everyone knows I'm not going to fail; even you. I left California to get away from our overbearing parents and study with my cool brother. I don't want another person constantly on my neck." He complained.

"Are you even allowed to be out on a weekday?"

"I have my ways."

"Let's go out," he added.

"Dad said--"

"Tell him to suck it," he commented and laughed. I shook my head at him before joining him in laughter.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"I can't get her out of my mind." I told Alek while I drove.

"What? Who?"

"My marketing manager, that's who. You know Katherine Hayes, right?" He nodded.

"The sexy one with the big b--?" He said raising an eyebrow.

I grinned, "Yeah, that one. But did you really have to say that?" I said in return while raising my eyebrows.

For some reason, his comment irked me.

"Hey, you gotta admit, double D's are big. I remember that gala I attended with mum and dad while you were in Europe, she was there. She just looked so quiet and sad but her ass looked really good that dress," he said grinning. He returned to the subject and said, "Dude, just nail her and you'll be fine."

Deciding not to say anything about his crude comments, since she would never go for him as he's just eighteen, I let it slide.

I mean, who talks about a girl like that.

"Hypocrite much" a voice at the back of my mind sneered. Pushing it back, I responded to my brother.

"I'm trying, but she's just so difficult. It's like she's playing hard to get!"

"Well, girls like that don't just give themselves out. You have to earn it. Take her out on a date, buy her stuff, act all 'lovey dovey', then nail her. You'll get her in one month, tops. Trust me no girl can resist the Pierce charm," he said, like it was the easiest thing ever.

"I'll try."

Not letting my mood take away my excitement, I said, "Should we get some new tattoos?" while smirking.

"Hell yeah."

"By the way, Dad is in town."

He groaned loudly and sunk in his chair. "Way to be a Debbie Downer. I'll just have to avoid him at all costs. That means I'll have to crash in a hotel this week."

"You are not going back to school?" I said, getting ready to scold him. I was a carefree and cool brother, but I could be strict when I had to, especially when my eighteen years old brother wanted to skip school for a week.

"School got cancelled this week," he said playing with his fingers.

"You're going to study hard right?" I pushed.

"Yes mom," he said groaning.

Even though he said it begrudgingly, I knew he meant it. I grinned, happy that my brother decided to take his exams seriously. He always comes out tops but ma said seeing him put in a little more effort would be nice.

Katherine

I dreaded going to work today. First Reggie decided to leave for Nevada today and I have to face my idiot boss. Gee, this day could not get any worse.

I dragged myself out of bed and got ready for work. I decided to keep it simple and applied minimal makeup. I wore a red cooperate dress and black heels. I prayed I don't encounter my boss today.

I drove to work and got there a few minutes before eight.

"The boss wants to see you as soon as possible," Leonardo said once I walked into the office. I groaned aloud.

God why me?

I thought it would have been best to ignore him, but after a few minutes of him breathing down my neck, I snapped, "Okay!"

On my way to his office, I felt myself scrunching up my face. I felt ridiculous since I smile most times. Does anyone else feel that way.

I sauntered into his office, ignoring his secretary, Melanie, calling after me. I found him on his chair, his back bent, looking for something in his desk drawer.

Before I could say a word, he said, "You didn't come back to work yesterday?" Resisting the urge to roll my eyes at him, I answered, "I had an urgent matter to attend to."

He stood up. Here we go again.

"I would appreciate it if you would please resist touching me."

He smirked. "I was merely going to ask my secretary to get us some coffee," he said, still retaining the smirk on his face. Why in donuts do boys like smirking.

"Thanks for the offer but, no thanks. I'm okay," I said, a little embarrassed because I assumed.

"Go out on a date with me. I promise it will be worth your while." I was stunned beyond words. My hot boss wanted to take me out in a date. Before I knew it, soft lips landed on my shoulder.

He really needs to stop doing that everytime we meet.

And you really need to stop staying shell-shocked and do something.

I pushed his head off my shoulders and took a step back but was shocked when his lips met the corner of my mouth. I felt hands on my derriere as he pulled away.

I don't know how, but I was suddenly outside the door.

"I'll pick you up on Sunday at eight," he whispered seductively in my ear before pulling away and winking at me. I caught a glimpse of his boner before he disappeared into his office.

Damn, that was hot, I thought to myself as I walked back to my cabin. I ignored his secretary's look of pure surprise and strutted past her.

Wait, I never even agreed to go on a date with him.

I couldn't get any sleep that night. I tossed and turned thinking of the god I was going on a date with next week. I pushed all those thoughts out before I drifted off to sleep.

I was in the shower taking my bath when the door was swung open. I felt hands grab my waist. I looked at the intruder and saw those steel-blue eyes staring back at me.

"Caspian," I moaned.

He put his index finger on my lips before he whispered softly in my ear, "Hush, my love. Let me take care if you."

I gasped when his lips met mine before I surrendered completely to him.

I woke up sweating and groaned. Great, now I can't stop thinking about him. That was before I felt the warmth in-between my legs.

FML. Just because a guy asked me on a date, I had a wet dream about him. This wasn't the first time I was being asked out, but why was I reacting this way?

----------------------------