"Thanks for the outstanding compliment, boss, but I've got to go." Smiling at him, I turn to resume my earlier mission, and that's to return home as soon as possible.
I need to rest my aching muscles and have a delicious meal.
I lick my lips as I thought about the food I'm going to make, and all that. I really can't wait to reach home.
"And where are you going to?" He asked in that voice that I hate most.
"Home. Where else do I look like I'm going to?" I raise a brow at him. Mentally trying to check whether he's stable or not.
I mean, why will he ask such a question when it's obvious I'm going home?
"Without answering my call?" Raising a brow, he folds his arm. Taking a funny pose, he gives me a very dark look.
"Pray do tell, what was your call earlier about?" I purse my lips, waiting for the answer I know might never come.
Not for the first time, though.
" We are starting the project today, and that was why I called," he said in such a way, that his words would have made me feel guilty, but they did the opposite. " Had you been there when I called, we would have been through with the work I mapped out for today?"
"My bad," I place my palm on my chest in a mocking way, "don't worry boss, we will start again tomorrow. Don't worry about it, we will get the work you mapped out, and completed before you know it."
" And that's why I'm here. "
" To do what? "
" To take you to my office. We must complete the task for today. I won't…."
" Wait a minute," I tilt my head to the side. " Are you asking me to follow you to your office to get today's project work completed?"
"Did I stutter when I said those words or was there water in my mouth?" He darkly frowned, and that caused the yellow of his eyes to get brighter.
"I'm not going there. I have some task to complete."
"You will follow me to my office, else....."
"I'm not going there. Nothing can ever make me go to your office. You can't force me, either. After all, I'm through with the work you allocated to me. You have no right whatsoever to delay my leave."
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After half an hour of bickering back and forth with the boss, I ended up going to the same office I vowed not to enter.
I sat on the chair opposite the boss and darkly glared at him as I imagined my eyes to be a sort of gun that can smoothly cut a person's head off just from a look.
"Let's get today's project work completed." He passed my file* this was the same one he gave to me when I came to confront him. I didn't take it from him then.* to me, and took his own.
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For three days now, I've been working with the boss after work hours despite my vows not to do.
Working with him isn't as bad as I imagined.
Unlike the boss before, he hardly shouts at me as we worked, and most of the time, he had food and refreshments delivered when we were working.
Overall, the boss wasn't all that bad. He isn't completely good, but he's not all that bad.
"Are you coming to our house this evening? Kamara intends to make a delicious recipe she learned from her trip." Dozzy sat on my visitor's chair without waiting for my permission.
"Of course, I will," I answered before a thought came to me, and it was none other than the reminder I have to work on the project with the boss after work hours.
"I'll take you with me when I leave?"
"About that, don't worry, I'll come there on my own. Remember, I still have to work on my project with the boss after work hours. I'll be there when I'm through."
"Oui," he smirked, "you're taking this project Rather seriously."
"Why shouldn't I do so when I have a boss like Mar.?" I raise a brow at him, "that reminds me, I've not heard you talking about your project. Haven't you guys started yours?"
" We have, but I've not gone for the meeting. I still need to rest. Mixing office work with schoolwork can be exhausting, you know?"
" And here you go, Continually trying to make use of your education as an excuse not to work."
" I'm not utilizing it as an excuse!" He shouted in exasperation.
" Suit yourself." I checked the time on the clock, "it's time to go for my project work. I'll see you later when I'm through. Don't forget to tell Kamara to keep some for me."
" I won't!"
I walk out of my office, and towards the elevator. One I've become familiar with.
The boss was already working on his project when I entered.
"Good evening sir." I greet the busy man as I sat down, without further Ado, and started working on my task.
Typing most of the work while I solved some, I kept on checking the time.
This is done to prevent what happened two days ago.
I worked without checking the time and only realized the time when it was almost 10 at night.
"You keep checking your time, what's wrong?" The boss raised a brow.
"Nothing," I made to take a pen at the same time the boss did so, and our hands made a touch.
I hastily removed my hand when I felt something unexplainable pass through me.
"I will be back." The boss stood from his chair and walked to the bathroom.
What was that right now?
I look at the hand that touched him.
Why did I feel so odd when I touched him?
Why did it.....?
The boss groaned from the bathroom, and without much time-wasting, I ran into the bathroom.
Only to stop short when I saw something unimaginable in the bathroom.
Never in my wildest imaginations could I have conjured something like that up.