Page 13 of My Hot Boss

The next morning,I ordered breakfast and coffee for Augustine. I wanted her to know that there weren’t any hard feelings, at least not my way. I wanted her, sure enough, but it wasn’t like I could make her want me. I wanted to try, knew that it could be better, but she had to come to me. I had to be patient.

She answered the door with a towel wrapped around her, and my eyes were filled with too many of her secrets. Her pale skin was smooth, wet and she smelled like some kind of flower. I didn’t know how I could have been luckier, but I felt like I had the best timing. Augustine smiled and invited me in, calling behind her that she had to get dressed. I wanted to make a comment about how she shouldn’t go through the trouble because of me, but I didn’t get it out. My mouth was dry all of a sudden, and I started making one of the coffees so that I could drink it.

“What time are we going back home, boss?”

I told her that it was up to her. It was her weekend too, so if she had something to do, I didn’t want to keep her from it. I wanted us to stay, walk around, be tourists, and have a good time. I wanted there to be time for us to just be together and see where it went. The kiss was still on my mind, and I wanted more of that.

“What are your plans for the weekend? I can get you back home, or we can stay here for another day and night. The room is paid for if you want to stay.”

Augustine pressed her lips together and I knew that something was holding her back, but I had no idea what it was. What would make her think twice? I would have said whatever was needed to make it happen. I wanted her so damn badly.

“Come on, I promise to be good.”

That had her agreeing, which was not at all what I would have liked to have happened. I wanted her to say yes because she wanted to spend time with me. Knowing that I wasn’t going to be able to touch her and taste her in the way I wanted, no chance because I had to agree not to, was hard. I shouldn’t have said anything.

“No funny business, right?”

I agreed, not that I wanted to, but because I didn’t think I had another choice. She really wasn’t going to let me do what I wanted. It was a shame, because if she would let me get my hands on her again, I was sure that I could make her body sing.

15

Augustine

“Where have you been, Augustine! I have been worried sick. You didn’t even answer your phone!”

I was back home, just dropped off, and I was literally not even through the freshly unlocked door when my aunt came down the hallway. She was fretting, telling me that I was aging my mother, and I just kind of shook my head. I didn’t want to talk to her about it, not right now. I’d just gotten home after all.

“My phone was unanswered for a reason,” I said calmly. My aunt didn’t take it well. I think she would have lost it right then and there, if not for the new person coming down the stairs. She smiled at them and hustled me into my own house so that she could have it out with me. I told her that it was good to see her too, but she waved me off like I was being a disobedient child. I guess I was in a way.

“Your mother has been beside herself with worry. And your fiancée, oh he is upset as well!”

My aunt was being dramatic, her only way of being, but I wasn’t going to let that get to me. It was easier when I had time to prepare myself for her visits. She and my mother were very much alike, though my aunt didn’t have any kids to nag, so I got a double dose. Most of the time I didn’t care, but for some reason, today I wasn’t in the mood to deal with it. I was tired and I wanted to go lay down in my own bed.

“I had to work.”

She gasped. “You still haven’t quit?”

I told her that I hadn’t, and she wanted to know why. I had a lot to do for the wedding, a lot of decisions to make, but really, I didn’t care about most of it. I didn’t even care what sort of dress I wore, as long as it looked alright. I didn’t care where or how, or if at all. Derrick was right, I didn’t even want to marry Dalian, so why was I even going to go through with it? Seemed like a waste.

“You need to do that right away. What would Dalian think if he knew that you still worked?”

I shrugged and told her that I didn’t care. I really didn’t either. I just wanted to keep being myself. That was what Derrick offered. He wasn’t going to make me any happier, but it was all about how I could get away from a life I didn’t want, one where I would be told what I could do and when. I couldn’t even imagine my life that way, yet that was what was waiting for me.

“What if I found someone else and I don’t care?”

My aunt narrowed her eyes at me and wanted to know what I meant by that. She wanted to know who it was, several times, before I finally told her that it was just a friend.

“You need to be married, Augustine, not someone’s friend.”

I agreed that I knew that, and she asked if he was willing to go that far. I remembered how Derrick had asked me to get married. He was willing, I knew that much at least. Was I willing, that was the question. It wasn’t something I was going to take seriously. I couldn’t talk to her right now and when I got a word in, I told my aunt that I needed to lie down.

“You shouldn’t be traveling by yourself.”

I didn’t tell her that Derrick was there. It was already bad enough that I was even considering his offer. That’s how my family was. They didn’t care about much else except my marital status. I didn’t know why it mattered so much.

“I’m home now and I just need some rest. You can tell mom I am back, and I will be up later if she wants to ask some questions.”

She wasn’t happy but said that she would come by later. She was going to make me a casserole or something like that. My aunt would likely talk to my mom and then she wouldn’t be on me so badly. I wondered if I should ask her about Derrick and where that would land, but I didn’t. It was bad enough that Derrick was involved. I think I would be looked at as a harlot if anyone found out about the kiss and the declaration that Derrick had made. It wasn’t of love, just lust and need. Was that what love was?

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