"You called for me, sir"
Figure stood away from him, I managed to keep my gaze off his, eyes shifting to the veins on my feet.
"I want to know why you had that man deliver bouquets to you in a working environment"
That man?
Last I checked, that was his friend, and in as much as it annoyed him, it annoyed me even more.
I barely can walk past the halls without having whispers thrown my way.
"I'll have it all sorted out"
"Who is he to you?" His eyes were fixed on the desk, attention on the scattered files sat there.
"I believe that's personal"
His gaze had shot up at my utterance, eyes intent on my form all the while.
"Is there a relationship between you both?" His voice was low, body relaxing back in the chair.
"That's left for us to decide" I followed at once.
The silence soon fell in between us, his eyes holding mine, while I decided there would be no faltering this time.
Last night had been more like a wake-up call for me.
I really don't know what thought I was holding onto that made me believe there was more to him and I, but the only thing that lingered was the fact that I worked under his company, and as long as that stood, I was to put in every focus.
It burned. Yes, it did. Even thinking about it now, threatened to rip every bit of me, but with a soft gaze held on my face, and eyes on-looking the grey ones before me, I managed to put on a façade.
A façade anyone could peak through. One Kristoffer wasn't buying.
I watched him pull to his feet, figure slowly approaching mine.
"What happened at the party wasn't—
"Can I leave, Sir?"
"Come on, you can't go on ignoring it"
"Ignoring what?"
"What you beheld last night" He followed in a low voice.
"Maddison and I are only friends. Nothing more"
"Friends don't look at each other that way, Kristoffer" I let out.
"Also, I wouldn't care" I had called an instant, turning my eyes away from him.
"Yes, you do"
His hands reached to touch mine, but I had turned away in an instant, taking a few steps backwards.
"Can I leave, Sir?" I stated firmly this time, eyes finally meeting his.
I didn't want to. If anything, I wanted him to give me yet another reason, why I shouldn't welcome those thoughts that were out to get me.
Those thoughts that made me feel not enough, but I would only be hurting myself now.
I still don't know what high expectations I carried, but what started between Kristoffer and I, was simply out of unreasoning.
Pure ignorance. And it was bound to end sooner or later. It just chose to come now.
"You may"
I watched his eyes move away, and then back to my figure, just as I proceeded out the space of his office.