Kiss in my kitchen...

"Adelia?" He asked with a raised brow.

I nodded my head. "I am not blind, u could see the way she was looking at you. She likes you." I told him.

He shrugged. "Adelia is Certa's friend. The possibility of me doing anything with her is slim." He said to me.

I nodded my head. My mind was in a million places at once as I thought about it all. I did not know what to make of it.

"Listen, I have had many flings. I am not telling you that Gloria and Brianna the only girls I've seen before, they are just the ones that I have cared to keep around. I have other exes. The only difference is that I do not sleep around. I have to know you to an extent but I don't have the emotional time to give you." He explained.

I'm other words, he was trying to tell me that he was not a saint. He had been with may girls before. That did not strike me as a surprise. He had the looks, money and body to be wanted by all. If he did not have a huge dating history, I would have thought that he was gay.

"In other words, you are trying to say that you are a playboy." I told him.

He shrugged. "if that is the name you give to guys with no strings attached then yes, I am a playboy."

I nodded my head because that was the truth. He was not a lover boy who would kiss your tears away. He would not try to woo you just do you both can be together. He did not have to be any if that if he dud not want to.

His actions and emotional attachment depends on him. It all depended on if he likes it or not. I could tell that.

"Why did you tell me all that?" J asked him.

He looked into my eyes then hardened his jaw. "you kept assuming things that were not true. I had to set you straight. Normally, I would not care but for someone who I was attracted to, I had to let you know."

I resisted the urge to gasp. Did he just say out loud that he was attracted to me? Was I just imagining things or it really happened.

"You are attracted to me?" I asked him. I mentally patted myself for keeping a nonchalant composure even though my kind was currently spiralling in a million places.

"Unfortunately." He stated.

That earned a friend from me. "why did you tag it as unfortunate?"

"You have an urge to overreact. That contrasts with a lot of my preferences." He told me.

I rolled my eyes then stick out my tongue. If he was attracted to me then he was attracted to me. He could tag it whatever he wanted but I would not be letting him have his way easily.

Right now, I was aware that he did not have a girlfriend so that made things easier but the fact that he was my boss was still quite fresh in my mind.

"Now let me do the dishes." He said in his usual cold and aloof tone.

I did not argue with him this time as I stepped away from the counter and left him to do the dishes. I just focused on clearing the kitchen and putting away most if the ingredients I'd used earlier.

When I was done, I grabbed my phone and checked if I had any emails. I had none. My schedule for tomorrow was also free so that meant that I was going to follow him to wherever he offered me to follow him to.

I felt giddy just thinking about all the possible places he could take me to but a part of me was quite reserved. What if we are just going on a work research? That would be disappointing.

I honestly needed a break from work and everything related to it. I just wanted to go ok an adventure and release some steam. Going back and forth and following a particular routine was not the best thing to do in the world.

"I am done." He announced.

I raised my brows. "thank. I never imagined you doing the dishes."

He raised his brows. "but you could imagine me doing you?"

I bit my lower lip. "You have no business with my imagination."

He walked towards me in his usual confident strides. When he was in front of me, he grabbed my waist then pulled me closer.

"You seem to have an obsession with my waist." I stayed.

His face remained blank and void if any expressions but his eyes remained on my face. "I think I do. I might be grabbing it more often."

I raised my brows. "what if I don't want you to?" I asked.

"You will want me to." That was a he said before he pulled me impossibly closer.

My boobs were pressed into his chest and his eyes were staring into mine intently.

I finally wrapped my hands around his neck then pulled his face closer. Our lips were just inches away. Not even a broom could stand between our lips. The distance was that close.

His breath was fanning my face and I see every curve if his face. My hands were drawing faint circles on his neck and so was his hands in my waist.

Without another word, our lips crashed together. I closed my eyes as his tongue invaded my mouth and mine invaded his. It was like an addiction and I just couldn't get enough. Our lips kept smacking together as we pressed out bodies together.

The case became rough and demanding. No space for breathing ad our tongues assaulted each other. I wanted to stop but I just couldn't.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I widened my eyes because I was not expecting anybody. Unless... Greg and Lilian were back already....