Chapter 20
**Esmeralda's POV**
In a flash, Hunter flies out of his car and storms towards us looking ready to kill. Before he can reach us though, I push Jack away and punch him. Hard.
"This is the last warning I'll give you Jack. Don't ever touch me again and stay away from me! The next time you come near me, I'm kicking you in the balls and getting a restraining order" I puff out secretly shaking my hand that was stinging.
Why the hell is his cheek so bony?
Jack gapes at me suddenly speechless as he holds his red cheek.
"I- Okay" He says turning around and walking to his car that I hadn't taken notice of.
As soon as his car pulls away, I turn to face Hunter hesitantly. Why do I even feel guilty? It's not like I kissed Jack back. Even if I did, it shouldn't matter because Hunter is my boss nothing else
I'm surprised to find him looking at me in amusement though.
"Damn..." He drawls out as he takes a few steps towards me and I take some back. He continues this until we're inside before he closes the door and pushes me against it. He moves closer but stops before our body can make any contact.
He grabs my right hand with his left one while he places his other hand on the door right next to my head.
He raises our joint hands up and stares at my knuckles that were starting to turn red. He pecks them before fixing his gaze on me. Only then so I notice how dilated his pupils are.
His hand on the door slides down slowly and moves around my waist.
My remaining two brain cells become fried when he closes the distance between our bodies and dips his head all the while staring at my lips. My gaze moves to his own lips too and my body tingles in anticipation.
Suddenly, his brows furrow as he halts looking like he's trying to compose himself.
No! Don't you dare get composed. Not now!
"I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking" he says pulling back with a frown.
What is wrong with this man?!
'Shut up Esme, he's your boss'
But...
Shut up, this is good.
As I have an internal battle between my rational side and my reckless side, Hunter moves to the couch and sits grabbing his hair in frustration.
Clearly he wants to kiss me and a moment back, I was willing to throw all caution to the wind and cross the line.
What's holding him back?
'Well, at least one of you has some sense' that annoying rational side pipes up again.
I clear my throat awkwardly and he looks up at me.
"Can I get you anything?" I say in order to get rid of the awkward silence.
"Water would be nice" he responds curtly and I hurry to the kitchen to escapes his intense eyes.
I lean my head against the fridge in order to calm my wild heartbeat.
I almost scream when I feel hands slip around me and pull me back against a hard body.
"God, I thought I could take a slower approach but I can't. I want you too much" I hear Hunter say lowly as his mouth settles on my neck.
Every cell in my body comes alive as I become putty in his hands.
He turns me around, cups my neck and smashes his lips against mine.
He starts to take some step back dragging me along with him. Next thing I know,he lifts me up and places me on the counter and I wrap my legs around me as he tilts his head to another side to get a better angle.
The kiss that started out slow starts to turn frantic when he slips his tongue in my mouth and his hands go underneath my shirt to caress my lower back.
"I can't stay away from you. You're so....irresistible" he mutters in between breaths.
I wrap my hands tighter around his head and pull his mouth back down to mine.
One of my hand moves of it's own accord to his chest before returning to his neck to loosen his tie. Once that came undone, I fling it away and undo about three of his buttons. I'm stopped from going any further when he makes a move to remove my T-shirt.
He flings it away to join his tie as his mouth moves to my neck. I let out a very embarrassing moan as my head tilts back to give him more access.
"Oh my poor innocent virgin eyes" I hear somebody scream and I freeze before realization accompanied by embarrassment dawns on me.
I turn around to see that the person is Keesha. Of course it's her, she's the only one with a key to my apartment
Keesha just caught me making out with my boss!
I was making out with my boss and we probably would have....
No!
Hunter quickly shields me with his body as I bite my lips in mortification.
He then bends down to pick his tie and my shirt. He helps me wear the shirt and I look at his face to see him smiling.
What is he smiling about?
His phone starts to ring and he pecks my nose before walking out of the kitchen leaving me with Keesha.
"Damn girl, I envy you" She says wiggling her eyebrows as she approaches me making my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.
"And just so you know, i'm never eating any food on this counter again" she adds.
"Whatever" I murmur still mortified.
"Esme, you've got to tell me everything! Oh my God, I can't believe this, I so want to be you right now" she continues to blabber.
"Keesha" I call out soberly.
"Yes?"she answers with a huge grin.
"I was just about to sleep with my boss! In my kitchen!" I whisper yell.
"Do you think I should quit before he fires me?" I say pulling on my hair.
"Geez, what are you talking about, the man that just walked out of here sure didn't look like someone who wanted to fire you to me" she says.
"Besides, it wasn't like you were kissing him alone"
Suddenly we hear Hunter's phone ring again in the living room. Is he still here? Did he hear everything we just said?
When I hear his footsteps approaching a few minutes later, I hurriedly adjust my shirt.
"Hi Keesha, it's nice to see you again"
"Nice to see you too Mr. Stone" she says giggling and I glare at her making her wink at me.
"I'll be on my way now. Will you be at the office tomorrow?" He asks coming close to me.
"Uhmm...yeah, I will" I reply suddenly shy as he kisses my forehead.
"See you tomorrow" he says walking out and immediately we hear the front door close, Keesha shrieks.
"Oh my God" she yells with stars practically dancing in her eyes.
Yeah, 'oh my God' sounds about right.
What is going on between us?
And why the hell am I getting addicted to his little forehead kisses?