Adam's POV,
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I hired him to teach him a lesson but apparently, he is the one teaching me a lesson , every minute he is in this company.
Honestly , I have never met someone this... this... Actually, I can't even find words to describe him . But no one messes around with me like he does.
' You should have known who you were messing with before you did!' He says , I know he's making fun of what I said to him.
Just when I thought I freaked him earlier and now maybe he'll respect me , I was totally wrong.
But.. let's not say that is the problem now ,, the problem now is that why am I feeling this warmth inside knowing that he hasn't gone home yet and he has come back in my office to disturb me!?
He said it , that am pretending that I don't like him around, I hadn't thought about that, like that , but now that he mentioned it and it got me feeling somehow embarrassed because I thought he has seen something in me that I haven't seen myself, it's got me wondering_
" Are you in the mood for hot coffee?" he asks coming to my working table, he has been holding them all that time , and it's like it's when he is remembering that he had them.
He sits on my desk on his one butt and puts the coffee near me , okay,, I don't know anything else I can say or do, for him to at least respect me! This is totally unbelievable.
I can just fire him if I feel like he is mannerless , but no , it doesn't sound right to do it anymore.
" First , remove your bones on my desk and second, no am not in for coffee , so if you just go away and let me do my work because you are destructing me it would be great!"
I say trying to sound serious but I don't think I've nailed it because he's still sitting on it looking at me with the expression that makes me wanna laugh but no am not doing that , if suppression of laughter kills , then let it kill me. He's probably looking like that because of 'bones'
" You.. first you called me a frame and now bones?! Tell me nicely or else am not gonna get off , my butt is not bones! And don't use those words to refer to my body again!"
" Do you want me to get you off it?" I ask trying not to smirk so that he thinks am serious. That I would carry him off.
" Hell no , thanks." He gets off immediately. I think he has gotten an idea of me that when I say something, I mean it , at least I have one achievement.
"Look, I know you are pretending not want the coffee , can you just lower your ego for once?" He asks.
"No thank you , am not lowering my ego for you."
" I bought you coffee with my own money Mr. CEO." He says faking the disappointment, am sure he's faking it.
" You mean... the money you stole from me in the mall?"
" Don't bring that up! And no I didn't steal , am not a thief , you gave it to me yourself, remember? Are you taking the coffee or not? Because if not I'll take them and go, am late."
" You're always late _ everywhere and everytime, so why do you wanna make it seem like it's a big deal for you to be late? And again as I said earlier I don't need it."
Oh.. I need it so bad.. I don't even remember the last time I put something in my mouth but I would rather die than drink it infront of him .
" Oh c'mooon, I've bought it especially for you.." he whines.
" when you say especially for me I can't help but think that you put in poison to kill me."
" You're so smart , aren't you? Ungrateful jerk!" He mumbles the last words but I still hear them . This is getting really too far , it's getting too comfortable!
" What did you call me ?"
"Huh...? I " a knock on the door cuts him.
Ugh! Who is it now, no one bothers me after work hours.
"Yes?" I give permission to enter.
A guard?
" Am so sorry sir for interruption but there are two people at the gate who are claiming that their son works here and he hasn't gone home yet and his phone is off so they wan..."
He cuts him "Ah... that must be me, sorry about that, tell them I'll be out in a minute." He tells the guard.
When the guard leaves , he turns to me . "I..."
"A minute is already over, "
"Oh c'mon, we were just fine , talking fine , you should really stop sending me away every time I come in here , and now that today we're been all friendly , am curious about something, when are you planning to get off work , or rather when do you take a break from work?"
"We're not being all friendly, get going Wilson."
"You know.. we really make good pair of friends, trust me am the best friend you could ever have."
"Friends? We are not friends ! Let me remind you who I am to you incase you are forgetting..."
" No don't, fine am leaving, but you need to get off that chair now before you become a crippled!" He says heading out. "Have a goodnight H.H"
"H.H ?! What on earth is that?"
"Friends give each other nicknames." And just like that , he disappears.
H.H ? What on earth does it mean?! And I should get off the chair before I become a cripple?
I take the coffee and gulp all down my throat, both two tins , how refreshing, aah..
I adjust my face immediately I realize that am smiling for no reason, He is really getting to me, isn't he?! Anyway , I should go back to work .
Twenty minutes later I realise that am staring at one page without reading anything. His silly words keep replaying in my head several times and his smiling face plastered on my brain.
What on earth am I doing? I should just leave because honestly , it's wastage of time sitting here.
I decide that I'll work from home , thinking that maybe when I drive and get out of this environment, everything replaying in my head will vanish__ ○But even so, I still can't concentrate from home.