“I’ll see you tonight for sure?”
“For sure.” I go to walk away and he playfully smacks my ass. I turn. “A fucking tease, I’m telling you.” His lips curl into a mischievous half smile as he gets into the car. I stop him before he shuts the car door. “Hey, Silver!” He looks at me and I point to my head. “Only one night and you already got one. How’s that possible?” I wink.
“Anticipation,” he answers.
“Maybe.” I wave as he closes the door and rolls down the window. He winks and puts a pair of sunglasses on. Connor pulls away. My mind, my head is definitely on board. I can’t explain it.
I exhale as I walk into the coffee shop not ready for what the day is going to bring. I’m over two hours late and Jeff is on fire. I’m sure it’s more about Silver then my tardiness. I go put away all my stuff and clock in in the process. I’m not back there for more than one minute before Jeff and his attitude catch me.
“You’re two fucking hours late, Grey!” he screams.
“I know. I’m sorry. You act like I’m habitual about this. I’ve never been more than five or ten minutes late. Shit, it’s one time, let it go.” I try to move around him and he steps in front of me.
“I’m not done talking to you.” His tone is callous. “I need to talk to you in my office, now!”
“Who’s covering the front?”
“Thankfully, Jessie came in for you.”
We move into the office and he slams the door shut. He paces angrily, or nervously, I don’t know what the fuck he is thinking. I don’t say a word. I stand as close to the door as I can and just watch him grow more and more angry. He stops, stares, and waves his finger silently. What the fuck is he rebuking me for? I’m late once! Once! It has to be the Silver thing. “I am so fucking pissed right now!” No kidding. He grunts through his teeth. I’m just waiting for his temper tantrum to end so I can go work. “You have nothing to say?”
“You wanted to talk to me. I said I’m sorry. What do you want me to say, Jeff?”
“You have no respect for me as your boss. I’m not going to let you disrespect me like this.” He rushes in front of me and my back falls nervously against the door. He corners me trapping me between his outstretched arms. I close my eyes. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his harsh breathing on my cheek.
“Uh, Jeff, please move away from me. Please.” My eyes are closed, my palms glued to my jeans. “Please.”
“Am I making you nervous?”
“Yes.” I swallow then look him in the eyes. “Please, I don’t like this.”
“I thought you liked stuff like this.” He trails his tongue on my neck. “You always did before.”
“Not when you’re angry like this. Now move the fuck away from me.” I push him. “ Shit!” I rub my hands in my hair. He steps back, but still not far enough away. “What the hell is wrong with you, Jeff?”
“I’m sorry. I am going fucking crazy, Grey. It’s fucking crazy that I can’t touch you or kiss you when I still want to.” He drops to his knees in front of me. “I don’t know what to do and then I see you with him and I….” He wraps his arms around my legs and rests his head on my thigh. “I hate seeing you with someone else.”
“Jeff, this has to stop.” He looks up to me. “I’m sorry, but you have to stop hurting yourself.” I pull him up. “This isn’t fair to you or anyone else that’s in your life. Callie being a big one.”
“And you,” Jeff adds.
“Jeff, I can’t do this. I can’t play the yo-yo game with you. I deserve to be happy.”
“How can a guy you just met a couple of days ago make you happy?” Good question; I can’t explain. “You like him?”
“I don’t know him that well, but I’d like to. He really likes me.”
“And you don’t think that’s weird? Come on, Grey, the man is nuts. He’s fallen for you and he just met you. It’s weird.” His words strike me. Is it weird? Is it weird when I
“For sure.” I go to walk away and he playfully smacks my ass. I turn. “A fucking tease, I’m telling you.” His lips curl into a mischievous half smile as he gets into the car. I stop him before he shuts the car door. “Hey, Silver!” He looks at me and I point to my head. “Only one night and you already got one. How’s that possible?” I wink.
“Anticipation,” he answers.
“Maybe.” I wave as he closes the door and rolls down the window. He winks and puts a pair of sunglasses on. Connor pulls away. My mind, my head is definitely on board. I can’t explain it.
I exhale as I walk into the coffee shop not ready for what the day is going to bring. I’m over two hours late and Jeff is on fire. I’m sure it’s more about Silver then my tardiness. I go put away all my stuff and clock in in the process. I’m not back there for more than one minute before Jeff and his attitude catch me.
“You’re two fucking hours late, Grey!” he screams.
“I know. I’m sorry. You act like I’m habitual about this. I’ve never been more than five or ten minutes late. Shit, it’s one time, let it go.” I try to move around him and he steps in front of me.
“I’m not done talking to you.” His tone is callous. “I need to talk to you in my office, now!”
“Who’s covering the front?”
“Thankfully, Jessie came in for you.”
We move into the office and he slams the door shut. He paces angrily, or nervously, I don’t know what the fuck he is thinking. I don’t say a word. I stand as close to the door as I can and just watch him grow more and more angry. He stops, stares, and waves his finger silently. What the fuck is he rebuking me for? I’m late once! Once! It has to be the Silver thing. “I am so fucking pissed right now!” No kidding. He grunts through his teeth. I’m just waiting for his temper tantrum to end so I can go work. “You have nothing to say?”
“You wanted to talk to me. I said I’m sorry. What do you want me to say, Jeff?”
“You have no respect for me as your boss. I’m not going to let you disrespect me like this.” He rushes in front of me and my back falls nervously against the door. He corners me trapping me between his outstretched arms. I close my eyes. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his harsh breathing on my cheek.
“Uh, Jeff, please move away from me. Please.” My eyes are closed, my palms glued to my jeans. “Please.”
“Am I making you nervous?”
“Yes.” I swallow then look him in the eyes. “Please, I don’t like this.”
“I thought you liked stuff like this.” He trails his tongue on my neck. “You always did before.”
“Not when you’re angry like this. Now move the fuck away from me.” I push him. “ Shit!” I rub my hands in my hair. He steps back, but still not far enough away. “What the hell is wrong with you, Jeff?”
“I’m sorry. I am going fucking crazy, Grey. It’s fucking crazy that I can’t touch you or kiss you when I still want to.” He drops to his knees in front of me. “I don’t know what to do and then I see you with him and I….” He wraps his arms around my legs and rests his head on my thigh. “I hate seeing you with someone else.”
“Jeff, this has to stop.” He looks up to me. “I’m sorry, but you have to stop hurting yourself.” I pull him up. “This isn’t fair to you or anyone else that’s in your life. Callie being a big one.”
“And you,” Jeff adds.
“Jeff, I can’t do this. I can’t play the yo-yo game with you. I deserve to be happy.”
“How can a guy you just met a couple of days ago make you happy?” Good question; I can’t explain. “You like him?”
“I don’t know him that well, but I’d like to. He really likes me.”
“And you don’t think that’s weird? Come on, Grey, the man is nuts. He’s fallen for you and he just met you. It’s weird.” His words strike me. Is it weird? Is it weird when I
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