Date 1

It's been a week now and there's still no sign of Mr Green eyes. Not like as if I care, I'm just watching out for him and that's really getting me paranoid. 

Every knock on my door always gets me startled, and before I walk to the door.. I always wondered if it was green eyes at the door. And everytime, it always turned out that it's not him.

"Hey Julie, mind if I come in?." Simone asked his head poking into my office, his full body behind my office door.

"Why ask for permission, when you are already in? And also, there's a 't' after the 'e' always, remember to add it." I said to him, focusing back on the documents on top of my desk.

"First all of, I am not in. I had only my head poking into your office and the name Julie is much more better than juliet to my own hearing." Simone said sitting down on one of the chairs infront of my desk.

"I don't care if Julie sounds better to you. Juliet is my name and so you should call me juliet. Wait a minute, how could I have forgotten this particular information. Simone, who am I to you?." I asked him sweetly.

He tilts his head confused, "Uhm.. you are my boss." 

I clapped my hands excitedly, "Good answer. And since I'm your boss. I guess it's only right for you to accord me the respect that I deserve." 

Even after what I just said, the confusion in his eyes didn't go away. "I don't understand. Don't I respect you?. Are you saying that I am rude to you." 

I face palm my self, "No. That's not what I meant. Ugh, do you know what.. forget it. Just tell me the reason why you are here." I sighed tiredly. I'm not ready for some words exchanged with Simone.

"Grumpy much." He muttered out loud frowning.

"Just state your business Simone. I am really not in the mood. What. Do. You. Want." 

"Mrs ivy wants to know when queens cupcake would be available." 

Queens cupcake is one of my best cake, I would say it's my bakery signature taste. But with the recent mood that I have be in, I haven't been able to make it yet. Queens cupcake need a lot of happiness and love, to make it feel special. I have tried teaching my employees, but none of them are able to get it right. And that's why the baking of this cake is always left to me.

But well.. I can't bake cake, in this mood that I'm in right now. The cake would just end up tasting bad.

"Maybe next week." Simone raised an eyebrow at me.

"Maybe?." He said with a questioning gaze.

"Yes, maybe."

He stared at me for a few seconds, and then got up from his chair ready to leave my office, but the disturbing soul just had to come back and seat down back. "Do you have any other pending matters that needs my input." I asked him tiredly.

He exhaled heavily, "Julie, what exactly is going on with you. You have been so moody of late." He asked passing the message across *Don't you ever lie to me*. He is my employees how dare he pass such a message!.

"Firstly, do not call me julie. Secondly, there's nothing going on. Thirdly, do not call me julie." I warned. But of course, there's no way I would expect Simone to listen.

"Firstly, I will still keep on calling you Julie. Secondly, I do not believe you. Thirdly, the name julie stays." He said with a hard stare. Is he challenging me right now?. 

"I don't care if you believe my words or not. All I want you to do right now, is get up on that ass of yours, and leave my office. Or I will fire you on this spot." I said dead pan. No employee of mine, would ever try to challenge me and I would let it slide.

Simone got up slowly, then walked to the door. He opened the door and walked out, only for him to poke his head into my office again. "We both know that you can't fire me, cause you already love me too much and it would be really hard to find someone as hardworking, cute as me. Bye." He waved at him sweetly, trying so much effort to be cute. To me right now, he only looks like a pig. A cute pig.

I got back to work, but it didn't reach up to a minute before i heard another knock on my office door. 

I groaned inwardly, then said "Come in." Believe me, if it's simone... I will kill him. Well, it wasn't simone.. it's a completely different person that I was never expecting or should I say, looking  forward to see the whole week.

I tried my best to hide the sudden excitement I felt on seeing him, and made my voice so withdrawn. "Mr Gray." I called.

"Yes, your one and only." He said with a cocky smile, giving a slight chivalrous bow. I'm sure right now, he thinks he is the perfect gentle man. Ugh.

"What do you want." I ask coldly.

"Nothing much, just came to patronize your bakery. I heard you sell the best muffins in town." 

I raised my head up, "I think it would be best, if you walk out that door... Go back to the front counter and place your orders. And sure, someone would be happy to help." 

"Okay fine you got me. I'm not here to buy muffins, I came here because I want to see you." 

I stare at him with a raised eyebrow, "See me?." I questioned.

"Yes, see you. Or do you expect me to forget a beautiful lady like you?." 

I huffed, my gaze levelled at him. Now I can finally tell, that this man here has gone crazy. Does he really want me to believe that he meant what he just said. Look at me, I am fat and ugly.. why should anyone refer to me as beautiful?.

"I can see that you are drunk, so please leave my office. I have much more important things to do." 

"Go on a date with me." He said out of the blue. I coughed repeatedly, stared at him and continued coughing.  Did mr Gray, just ask me out on a date.

"Please leave my office." I muttered loud enough for him to hear, not staring at him.

"Why should I? You are yet to give me a reply." 

"Mr Gray, my reply for you is no. So please leave my office." I yelled at him, my eyes cold.

He raised his hand up in surrender, standing up from the seat. "Sure, I will leave. But I will be back juliet and this date, would surely happen." He winked at me and walked out of my office.

Og my God, that was intense. Did Mr Gray really just asked me out on a date?. I'm fat and ugly for God's sake!!