The night was progressing, and Ayla felt hot, woozy, and very sloshy. She got up, needing some air, and stumbled outside. The night breeze felt amazing on her skin.
She saw a bench and it was inviting her,
"Are you stupid?"
She turned to Xavier, and no way he was talking to her like that. Ayla needed that bench down the street.
No one could stop her, not even Xavier,
She began her journey, and Ayla had not gotten far when Xavier lifted her. She wriggled hard,
"Put me down! Right now!"
He did not respond and carried on walking. What was he doing?
"No, I want to sit on that bench."
Xavier carried her to the bench and put her down.. She could have walked on her own; he did not need to do all that.
She turned to him, feeling brave, when drunk, her filter was off. Ayla hoped that she would not regret it.
She tried to push the voice threatening to jump out, but couldn't help it.
"What level of stalking is this?"
Xavier sat down whilst she stood, and could not believe that he was ignoring her. He was the one who came out to find her, not the other way around.
"Now you're quiet, Sir? How amusing."
He looked at her calmly.
"I'm waiting for you to sober up, Kelsey."
Ayla scoffed, that damned name again! She was over everything at this point.
"You're so petty, I made that name up, happy now."
He looked at her intently, "You are admitting it."
She was right, all he wanted was to be right and nothing more. She couldn't wait to go see Sammy and tell her the verdict.
"Yes, we had sex and? I'm sure you are also blind."
Xavier leaned back, "I'm blind?"
She shook her head in agreement, "Yes, I mean, you see how I look? No, I get it."
He seemed to be assessing her, as if what she said was worth so much gold, "What do you get?"
"You also must have drunk when you got to the beach."
He chuckled, "What makes you think that?"
He wanted this conversation to be difficult. Why did he want her to say something he already had an answer to?
"You had sex with me."
Xavier got up, "In order for me to have had sex with you, I must have been blind or drunk?"
She nodded, "Yes, and don't worry, I would never tell anyone. This is between you and me. I will never speak of it again."
"Tell everyone, I don't give two shits."
Ayla was shocked and wanted to show him that "I'm not blackmailing you. I'm just letting you know where I stand. It was a once-off thing and that's that. I do remember, and I'm not expecting anything from you."
Xavier sauntered and stood in front of her, "Let me test your theory, I'm not blind nor drunk."
"What?"
He wrapped his hand around her waist, pulled her in, and his mouth took hers. He held her so tightly, and his tongue slipped into her mouth.
Ayla didn't fight or resist him.
She couldn't think about anything else, so she gave in to the kiss; it was hot and smouldering.
Being in his arms felt euphoric, as if she were in a different world entirely,
Then Ayla remembered that he was her boss, and she struggled free. They broke apart, and she was heaving a bit,
"You're my boss."
"I'm well aware of that, Ayla."
"No, you have everything, and it's not right."
"What's not right?"
"To be with someone like me."
"What do you mean, someone like you?"
"Exactly what I said."
"Make me understand Ayla."
"What I'm saying does not need an explanation."
"It does, Ayla, because you are the one who creates all these barriers."
"I don't, have you seen me?"
"I am looking at you right now, Ayla, and I have plenty of time."
"No, I don't think......"
"You don't think what?"
"I just don't understand it."
"Then tell me, Ayla."
"I don't know what you want to pull off."
"What do you mean?"
"Put yourself in my shoes."
"Yes?"
"Why even look twice in my direction?"
"I want you so badly, and I can't help it."
She swallowed, "Why?"
Before he could respond, her phone rang.
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