It's Not A Date

Myra's P.O.V

"...and that concludes everything for the week, Mr. Dantrix," I said, holding the iPad down as I finished the full run-through of the office schedule.

It was apparently something Jade liked to do every Friday before he closed for the day. He preferred to go through the week's activities to see how he could improve his schedule for the next week.

"Thank you, Myra," Jade muttered, giving his leather chair a single, smooth spin. "Finally, I can start enjoying my weekend effective immediately."

He seemed to be in a very good mood today. I was tempted to ask him what had put him in such a fine spirit, but I quickly suppressed my curiosity.

"I guess that means I get to close early today, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, but before you leave, I should congratulate you," he said with a smile.

"Congratulate me for what?" I questioned, slightly confused as to what I was being rewarded for.

His grin stretched even wider, pulling back to reveal a perfect set of gleaming white teeth.

"For surviving your very first week with me, of course," he stated as he stood up from his desk. "My last secretary didn't even last four days."

My brows knitted together in a tight line.

"How is that even possible?" I asked.

"I found out that she was actively snooping around in my personal life and spying on me. Crazy, right?" Jade said, stowing a gold pen into his pocket.

"Right, that is so crazy," I chuckled nervously, a sudden wave of heat washing over my face.

I swallowed hard, my throat growing dry. Wasn't I doing almost the exact same thing right now?

Since I found that hidden document about Vincent's shady business deals, I had been secretly snooping around Jade's desk every chance I got. I had even peeked over his shoulder while he was inputting his password on his private computer today, just so I could access it later when the floor was empty.

I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to remain steady.

"I'm just glad you gave me this opportunity to work for you," I said, nervously tucking a stray piece of my hair behind my ear. "Considering how we first met, I didn't think you would ever want me to work for you."

Jade shrugged carelessly as he strode across the rug toward me, stopping right in front of my position.

"If you really want to thank me..." He reached out, his warm fingers slowly drawing the hair I had just tucked behind my ear back down across my face. "...then go out with me tonight. And please call me by my first name when we're alone."

I sighed, feeling a little breathless by how closely he was standing to me.

"We can't," I said, my voice coming out small and weak.

"It's not going to be a formal date, Myra. We will just have a quiet drink and talk, please," he urged softly.

I looked away from him, fully conflicted as my mind raced. There was something incredibly important we actually needed to talk about. Like the massive fact that I was currently pregnant with his child.

"Please," he murmured, his fingers gently brushing the side of my face as he slowly tilted my chin with his index finger to force me to look back at him. "I won't take you back to my place this time."

"Okay," I finally gave in, utterly unable to resist his charm.

He smiled triumphantly, looking as if he had just won a gold trophy in a fierce competition. He stepped away from me, leaning his hip back against the smooth edge of his desk.

"I'll come pick you up at your place by seven," he said, his gaze dropping down to sweep over my body. "Wear something you can easily move in."

What on earth did he mean by that?

"Don't you need my address first?" I asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at him.

"Don't worry, I already have it on file," he replied, causing me to frown instantly.

"How do you know where I stay?" I demanded.

"Ask me later tonight," he replied with a corny smirk playing on his lips.

My eyes narrowed on him, but I simply let out a sharp sigh and walked away toward the door.

"I'll see you," I heard him call out as I left the room.

******

"It's not a date, Myra," I muttered to myself out loud as I went through my wardrobe, desperately trying to find something to wear.

Talking to myself was my usual way of feeling better whenever I was feeling incredibly nervous.

"You are just having a normal night off with your boss, who is about to become your baby daddy... Okay, stop."

The longer I soliloquized in front of the mirror, the more nervous I actually got. I took a deep breath to calm my racing pulse, trying to focus on finding a suitable outfit.

My wardrobe was pretty scanty, at least by my personal definition of scanty.

I finally settled on a short-sleeved top and a comfortable pair of denim jeans. I got dressed pretty quickly and put on a light layer of makeup before finally leaving my apartment building.

The exact moment I stepped out through the front door of my building, Jade was standing right there on the pavement, leaning back against his sports bike.

And mama, he looked so hot. He had a black leather jacket on, a matching black shirt underneath, and tight black jeans. He was dressed in full-on black.

Gone was the serious, rigid CEO persona and corporate outfit.

He was focused on his phone and hadn't noticed me yet. I was still rooted to the spot in a daze when he raised his head and spotted me standing there.

My phone started ringing loudly from inside my purse. I reached into the fabric for it, noting a call from an unknown number. I answered it quickly, bringing the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" I said.

"You're looking very beautiful tonight, Myra," a deep voice murmured.