around the room again, searching for anything to focus on in order to take my mind off the man standing in front of me. It occurred to me then that Adrian still didn’t know my favourite colour, and the urge to inform him overpowered the awkward state I was currently in.
“Pink,” I mumbled, looking down at my lap.
Adrian’s reply never came after that, and I looked up to find him looking at me in confusion. “My favourite colour,” I added, blushing slightly. “It’s pink.” I sounded like an idiot. A random idiot.
“That was going to be my next guess,” Adrian replied. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly in my direction, before his expression turned hard again.
I sighed before speaking up, “Adrian-”
“No, Emily. If you’re going to lie to my face. I’d prefer that you didn’t say anything at all. In fact, I’ll do you one better. Let’s forget this entire thing happened. We can go back to being-”
“I’m in love with you, Adrian,” I said, cutting his suggestion short.
His expression morphed into one of pure surprise as his gaze fell on me again. He glared. “You’re lying. You wouldn’t love someone like me.” He shook his head, before gulping his entire glass of brandy. His knuckles began to turn pale, giving me an indication of just how tight he was gripping onto the glass.
“What gave you that idea?!” I exclaimed angrily.
“Come on, Emily.” He laughed bitterly, before placing his cup down onto the table in front of him. “I’ve seen the way you associate with other men. You’re freer, you smile all the time. You don’t need to worry that they’ll suddenly have a mood swing or that they’ve had a bad past with women. You know I will, so naturally, you’re going to want to walk away from me. I told you not to lie-”
“I’m not lying!” I snapped, jumping out of my seated position on the bed and making my way towards him. “I’m not lying. I can’t lie about something like this. You- You waltzed into my life without a care in the world! I don’t know how you did it, but somehow, you’ve made me fall for you harder than I can describe. You’ve made come to accept, and even like the fact that you’re jealous, possessive, moody and arrogant. You also love to make me squirm in any way possible, you’re a pervert, you’re stubborn as hell, but you know what? I love that about you; because underneath all of that, Adrian, you’re also kind, caring, funny, and – although you’ve had a rocky past which made it hard for me to do this – you’ve even made me trust you. So, if you still don’t believe me, let me know, because this trust thing? It’s becoming clearer that it’s only a one-way thing happening here.” I was huffing from anger by the end of my speech, and I glared up at Adrian, waiting for his response.
He just kissed me.
Not a single word was uttered out of his mouth. Just a small, simple kiss that had enough heat infused into it to take my breath away. My hands instantly found their way into his hair, and I began kissing him back in an eager way that had him lifting me up to rest on his waist while I wrapped my legs around his hips.
Adrian gripped my thighs firmly as I felt my fingers slip out of his hair and begin to fumble with the buttons of his shirt, all while keeping the kiss in motion.
Adrian began walking, and my back made contact with the cool texture of the wall.
“We can’t,” I murmured in between kisses as Adrian began to slip off my work blazer.
“Yes we can,” he grumbled as he trailed kisses down my neck.
I sighed and tilted my head for easier access just as Adrian began to unbutton my own shirt.
“Adrian, we have a meeting in 20 minutes,” I tried again, trying to gain some control over my hormones.
Adrian let out a frustrated sigh and held me up against the wall as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. I waited there awkwardly, clad in my navy coloured lace bra and business skirt just as Adrian put the phone to his ear. “Suzie, push back everything we have scheduled for the next hour,” he ordered, before his gaze looked over my upper torso. “Make that the next two hours.”
He hung up before Suzie could utter a reply. He threw the phone onto