Uncontrollable Tempration

All this time I have wasted dreaming about how handsome he is, obsessing and crying over him, I could have been with someone else. Someone like Sean the accountant, he seems like a very nice person. Although he too has women falling at his feet also, but I’ll rather risk it with him than Mr Wilson.

“It was a pleasure discussing with you Spencer. We’ll see where those solar panels can be placed when we get to New York. Take care then.” He cut the phone and turned to face me. I was ready to tell him what was just on my mind.

“That was one of the clients I met today and we’re doing a little business. How do you feel about solar energy in the office? I’m planning on installing panels at the rooftop of the building.” He said to me.

“That’ll be a great idea sir.” I said and he laughed at me.

“It’s okay Sophia, you can call me Adam. I love it when you say my name.” He came closer to me.

“Sir-”

“Shhh, where were we before we were interrupted by that phone call?” He placed his hands on my hips but I quickly removed them.

“Mr Wilson, we shouldn’t be doing this.” I told him. He looked surprised.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s wrong. This is bad.”

“It seems right to me, and it certainly feels good.” He tried to kiss me again but I stopped him by putting my hand on his chest.

“I’m serious. You’re my boss and I’m your employee. We shouldn’t be doing things like this. It wouldn’t end well and I don’t want to risk anything.”

He looked at me for a while and thought about what I just said. Then he took a deep breath.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have kissed. I assure you this would not happen again.” He stepped away from me.

I felt the loss of contact immediately and I hated it. But this is for the best, business should not be mixed with pleasure.

The ride came to an end and when we got down, things weren’t the same. There was a very thick tension between us, so thick that I couldn’t breathe.

Things were worse on the train. We sat away from each other instead of beside each other, like we had been doing all day. We both didn’t talk and it was so awkward.

Once in a while I would glance at him and all the time, he was never looking at me. He usually has his eyes on me but now he’s just staring straight ahead.

I miss how today he looked at me like I was the only woman in the world. Now he’s just looks sad. I feel like I upset him which is ridiculous. Mr Wilson wouldn’t care if I turned him down, he had so many other women on his plate.

The train ride was about 5 minutes and I jumped off the train. One thing I like about London is the short train rides.

I didn’t know the way so I just followed Mr Wilson behind like a lost puppy. He noticed I was struggling and he held onto my hand.

We walked from the station to the hotel and after the painful elevator ride with him, we got the the penthouse.

“I’m going to order some food later on. Do you want anything?” He spoke for the first time since The Eye.

“Sure.”

“It’s Italian by the way.” He said as he went through a delivery menu that was on the table.

“Oh, I love Italian!” I squealed.

“Really? What’s you’re favorite dish?” He sat down and relaxed on the couch.

“Carbonara.” I said in a woeful accent and He laughed at me.

“Luckily, they have that here on the menu.”

“Yes! What are you going to get?” I asked.

“I’ll have the same thing as you.”

“Okay then. I’ll be in the shower.” I told him and he nodded.

I went to my room and found all my shopping bags from today on my bed. I wonder how the driver knew which ones were mine. When I arranged my new things in my box, I got out something to wear and carried it to the bathroom.

As I took a shower, I thought about him. I felt bad for rejecting him and I think he did too. I’m sure this is the first time he’s ever been turned him down before.

I worked out the pros and cons of dating Mr Wilson.

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1. My job would be at risk. If we break up, I could get fired. Although I don’t think he’s that mean.

2. If I don’t get fired, I’ll be forced to quit because I can’t work for him while he has other girlfriends. I do that now but I can do that after I’ve dated him too. Imagine him giving me a task to send flowers to his latest girlfriend. That would be so weird. I can’t work as a personal assistant to my ex.

3. If we don’t break up, he’ll definitely affect my working performance. I’ll never get any work done and I’ll probably spend all day in his office and him in mine.

4. Things will be so unprofessional. Knowing Mr Wilson, he may want to sneak around and engage in ‘extracurricular activities’ with me during work.

Pros

1. I’ll probably get special treatment from him.

2. I know he’ll take good care of me.

3. I’ll be so happy in a relationship with him, I just know it.

There are more cons than pros to this so I’m better off with my decision.

After the shower I wore a pair of shorts and a white top. I came out the moment the food arrived. I helped roll the food to the living room while Wilson paid the staff for it. We sat down on the table facing each other and revealed the food.

“This looks mouthwatering.” I said licking my lips.

“Indeed.” He laughed.

“What time is our flight tomorrow?” He asked after we were done eating.

“9:00am. Well get to New York by 12:00pm but the time here will be 5:00pm.”

“Okay I need you to add something to my diary on Tuesday. Don’t forget. Mr Spencer Hyde is going to be coming into the office by 10:00am.”

“The solar panel guy?”

“Yes. If that makes it easier for you to remember.”

“Okay.”

“Get some rest before tomorrow okay?”

“Ok sir.” He retired to his room. I went to my room as well.

Today is one of those days I would never forget, so much has happened in the last few hours but the most memorable was the kiss. Mr Wilson is no doubt the best kiss I’ve ever had. I love that he expresses himself while kissing, saying things like ‘you’re sensational’ or ‘you’re beautiful’. It makes me thrilled to know that he also enjoyed the kiss as well.

Too bad, it will never happen again. Mr Wilson even assured me that he wouldn’t kiss me again even though deep down some part of me wants him to.

I guess I’ll just have to suppress that part of me. I’ve done it for a year, I can as well do it now.

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Adam Wilson

Tonight was just another normal night of sleep deprivation. Today I made a huge mistake. I simply just lost control over myself, I had to kiss her. And it felt so amazing. I’m happy I did but at the same time, I wish I didn’t.

I had never thought about the implications of kissing her before but now that I have, I realize that it was a bad idea. But she looked so delectable that I couldn’t resist. She had responded so well to the kiss which confirms my earlier assumptions of her possibly being attracted to me. All that talk of being nothing besides professional at The Shard was bullshit. She really is an expert at hiding her feelings.

Did I just say feelings? What makes me think she has feelings for me?

Did I just say feelings? What makes me think she has feelings for me?

She was very involved when I kissed her but that doesn’t confirm ‘feelings’.

I checked the time and saw that it was 3:00am. I cleared my thoughts and tried to sleep but at the same time, I didn’t want to go to sleep because my dreams will be filled with a replay of today’s events with Sophia.

I should really stop thinking about her, she turned me down and there’s nothing I can do, I just have to try and make things go back to the way they used to be.

In the mean time I have to work, since I can’t sleep.