I'm not your baby

That moment in his car was unforgettable. I couldn’t fathom why he acted that way.

As I recalled that night, I got out of his car without saying anything. My heart was beating too fast as if it's going out of my rib and my head was spinning because of uneasiness. Maybe I was bewildered the moment I heard him say the word "Baby". Or am I dreaming that night? I was stupid!

I felt embarrassed because I wasn’t able to say thank you to him for the dinner treat and for driving me home. Yeah, I was ungrateful.

The next day, I wanted to apologize for the way I acted that night but he did not arrive in the office. Based on his schedule, he doesn’t have any meetings or events scheduled on that day. I thought it was something personal.

On a Saturday, I attended my least favorite subject. I felt so lazy and not in high spirits. No matter how much I tried to erase him in my mind, I couldn't.

“Focus Kelsie, you need to stick on your plan,” my mind kept on reminding me.

After class, I went home because I’m not in the mood to stay outside. The moment I reached my apartment, I decided to clean and do some laundry. I cooked noodles for my dinner and did my night routine before reading my notes. Frankly, I wanted to keep myself busy to refrain from thinking about Brent.

I was in the middle of my readings when I heard a knock at my door. I was puzzled as I'm not expecting any visitors since Aira and Hailey are so busy. Wearing my pair of pajamas, I headed to open the door. I was stunned when I saw Brent in front of me with bags in either of his hands.

“W-What are you doing here?” I asked him confused and baffled.

“I brought dinner for us, let’s eat!” he said like we were normal friends before entering my apartment without my permission. How could he?!

"Brent, you're my boss and it's not appropriate for you to knock on my door and enter my personal space without my permission," I told him but it was like he did not hear anything.

“Brent, can you please stop this? I really can’t understand what you’re up to?" I sounded exasperated but it didn’t affect him. He left me standing at the door and headed to the kitchen like he was comfortable walking around.

“Let’s eat first, I’m starving,” He announced softly while preparing the food on the table.

I wanted to ask him a lot of questions but when I looked into his eyes, it was like telling me to stop for a moment.

“I’m done. You can eat alone and go home,” I pulled open the fridge and picked up a bottle of juice. When I turned my back to walk to the couch, two strong arms caged my waist and lifted me. I resisted but it was like nothing to him and tucked me into one of the chairs at the dining table.

“You need to eat more, you're skinny,” he muttered and put a portion of food on my plate. "Does he think that I'm a robot that will follow everything he has to say? I don’t give a damn if I’m skinny or what. He has nothing to do with it," A lot of things were running through my mind.

“Kelsie, we will not finish these if you’re just going to stare the whole time,” he spoke in an authoritative tone. "Yeah, demanding!" I rolled my eyes and still, did not touch the food.

He sighed and moved closer to me “Eat up” he was feeding me! I looked at him with narrowed eyes because he's unbelievable.

“Please baby, stop being stubborn,” the spoon was close to my mouth.

“Brent, I'm not your baby. So, stop!” I retaliated with firmness in my voice.

“Oh, you will soon,” he insisted before smirking at me.

"What are you up to?" I questioned with creased brows because I couldn't understand his doings. He did not answer but a hint of a smile was visible on his face.

As I wanted him to leave my apartment, I had no other choice but to eat and that's what I did. He shifted back victoriously on his chair and started to dig on his food. I did not talk or say anything during the meal because I didn't want to open a topic with him. I wanted him to feel that I'm pissed with his appearance so that I won't easily be caught with my real intentions to him. I needed to make my drama more believable and I should do good in my acting.

“Now that we're done eating, will you leave?" I put all the plates on the sink to wash.

“I'm tired, I need to rest for a while,” he walked out of the kitchen and marched to the couch leaving me bewildered.

As soon as I was done cleaning the kitchen, I turned my head and saw him lying on the couch like it's his space. His eyes closed and I guess he fell asleep. Certainly, he felt uncomfortable on my small couch. With his 6+ height and well-toned body, he won't fit properly. 

He looked tired and I had no idea about his errands. I was mesmerized by his face, as he has long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, a pointed nose, and his growing beard added to his manly feature. I felt like there's a demon in me that wanted to caress his face but I should not let it win against my sanity. "Stop admiring him, he's your enemy!" my mind alerted me back from crazy thoughts.

“Brent, wake up you need to go home,” I patted his arm but he groaned in return.

“Brent you need to go home it’s getting late," I arched my back to pat his arm properly. Suddenly, he pulled me close to him and I landed on his chest. 

I could feel his fast-beating heart and his eyes were still close like savoring the moment.

"What are you doing? It isn't appropriate for a boss to hug his employee in her house," I sounded mad but he pinned me closer to him.

“Let me rest. I'm tired and went directly here from the airport,” he huskily whispered still eyes closed. I felt like my being was swallowed by his and couldn't recover from drowning.

“There’s an emergency in our Construction Firm in Italy that needs my immediate presence, ” he said though I didn't ask about his activities. I couldn't respond because my demons were enjoying the feeling of our closeness

That moment he freed me from his embrace, I leaped out a deep sigh and felt awkward about us. I could tell that he's getting close to me but never said anything about us or what is going on between us.

“Do you have any plans tomorrow?" he asked making his way to the door.

“Yes, I need to review for my finals next week,” I replied quickly.

“What do you want for breakfast?” I hissed and narrowed my eyes as he has a plan to go back.

“Brent, you're my boss. Please stop coming to my apartment,” I pretended that I did not care but deep inside, I felt ecstatically happy that he's starting to fall into my trap.