You are such a flirt

Enzo's POV

I woke up, and Carlson was still holding me. I was pressed against his warm skin it felt so nice to actually have somebody beside you when you sleep and wake up. But never did I expect it to be Carlson.

I slowly turned so I could face him. He looked so peaceful and handsome in his sleep, like someone who couldn't even harm a fly.

I gently touched his hair, careful not to wake him.

“Good morning,” I whispered.

“Morning,” he said, suddenly opening his eyes, taking me off guard. Before I could even react, I was pinned beneath him on the mattress.

“What are you doing, Carlson?” I whispered.

“I was on my own, but you woke me up so now you have to pay.” Something told me he was already awake and just making an excuse to touch me.

“We're getting late for work. You still have to go home to get clothes.” I gently pushed him off and stepped out of bed. “I’ll take a shower first.”

I practically ran to the bathroom, feeling shy, my heart racing in my chest. I quickly stripped and stepped into the shower. The water felt warm on my body, but it wasn't enough to cool my heart.

I reached for my sponge and shower gel, carefully squirting a generous amount before using it on my body. A gasp escaped my lips when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist.

“Carlson, what are you doing?” I tried to turn to face him, but he pinned me to the wall.

“You said we were running late, so I thought what better way to save time than showering together? So here I am.” He took the sponge from me.

“Carlson, I told you I need time to think about this. I need to decide if I want this.” I finally turned around. I had to crane my neck to look up into his eyes.

“And you have all the time in the world,” he said. “But I’m just making sure you say yes when the time comes. From now on, I’m going to flirt with you at every given opportunity. I’m going to invade your personal space. I’m going to make sure you say yes to me.” He was so close just an inch away from me.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just turned back around and let him do what he wanted. He scrubbed my skin gently with the sponge, taking his time. After he finished bathing me, he washed himself but not as gently as he’d done with me.

By the time we were done showering and brushing our teeth, Carlson’s driver was already out front waiting for him.

“You should get going,” I said.

“There’s no need to rush. We’ll go to work together. My driver brought my clothes with him, so we have time.” He smiled like someone who had just accomplished something applause-worthy.

“Are you nuts? What will your employees say if they see us together? Do you want to spark rumors at the company?” The last thing I wanted was to be caught up in office gossip.

Carlson held my waist and pulled me close.

“Let them talk, Enzo. I don’t care and neither should you. I love you, and that’s all that matters. The world has to know that you’re mine.” He held my chin and kissed me. A light kiss. I didn’t want it to end so soon, but it did. I couldn’t voice my thoughts, so I just smiled.

“Fuck it,” he muttered, then pulled me in for a deep kiss his lips moving against mine like they were made for each other… his hands cupping my face with a kind of gentleness that made my knees weaken. I melted into the kiss before I even realized what I was doing. My hands clutched his shirt, holding on to him like he was the only thing anchoring me.

Carlson's mouth moved over mine with intention slow at first, then deeper, more desperate, like he had waited forever for this moment. When we finally pulled apart, both of us breathless, he didn’t move far. His forehead rested against mine, his thumb brushing across my cheek.

“I’m not playing around, Enzo,” he whispered, voice low and thick with emotion. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this… wanted you.”

I didn’t know how to respond. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings I wasn’t ready to name yet. The silence stretched between us, but for once, it wasn’t awkward. It felt like something important was being said even without words.

I cleared my throat. “We really need to go,” I mumbled, stepping back. It felt like tearing myself out of a dream. “We’ll be late.”

Carlson chuckled, completely unfazed. “Fot someone who is always late, you are really trying to be punctual today.” He grabbed his jacket and slung it over his shoulder as if he hadn’t just flipped my entire morning and heart upside down.

The car ride to the office was quiet but charged. Carlson kept sneaking glances at me from the corner of his eye, smirking every time I caught him. I pretended not to notice, focusing on the passing buildings outside the window. But inside, my chest was still humming from that kiss.

When we arrived at the building, Carlson stopped me before I could get out.

“Wait,” he said, and I turned to him.

“What?”

He leaned in slightly. “You look good today. Like… really good.” His voice dropped a little, eyes searching mine. “Try not to break too many hearts in there, alright?”

I shook my head, trying to hide my smile. “You’re such a flirt.”

“And you love it,” he replied smoothly, then stepped out of the car like he hadn’t just flirted with me half to death.

I waited a few beats before getting out, taking a deep breath as I looked up at the towering building in front of us. It was going to be a long day and somehow, Carlson had become the one thing on my mind I couldn’t seem to shake off, he has always been the one thing on my mind that was hard to shake off no matter what.

Although no one was watching me, I felt like all eyes were on me and Carlson, the moment we arrived the elevator I practically ran into it. Carlson came in chuckling. He hit the button to our floor, as the elevator door closed, he pulled me by the collar and picked up from where we left off at home.