Top Floor (Rendezvous #1)

Chapter 8

Claire trailed after Heath as he led her to his personal elevator. The elevator wouldn’t function unless Heath’s cardkey was scanned, or the master cardkey was used. Claire had neither and so she waited as her boss pulled out his card and scanned it on the sensor. Then the doors slid open and the two of them entered.

After the doors shut, Claire glanced at Heath. “You still haven’t told me why you walked away after we talked.”

“That was rude of me.” He slowly began. “But I assure you, it was nothing.”

“It obviously had to be something for you to have stormed off so angrily.” Claire persisted. “Please tell me if I did anything wrong Heath. Didn’t I tell you before that if I did something unsatisfactory, you could tell me and I’d do whatever I could to please you?”

There was an eerie pause before Heath answered. “I’m pleased Claire. I am.” Though he was far from pleased. In the working aspect, he was pleased. Oh, Heath was very pleased with Claire. She was a hard worker who made his job even easier than it should be.

However, concerning the other aspect, the one involving a certain anatomy of his body, he was far from pleased. And this was the only time when he felt such an overwhelming need to please himself. But he couldn’t fulfill his pleasure with Claire. She wasn’t even interested in him. Or from what he’s seen, she wasn’t.

Heath glanced at Claire to see that she was giving him a look full of concern.

If only she knew.

“You don’t look pleased.” She raised a confused eyebrow. “Heath, you’ve been acting very strangely recently. And I know it definitely has something to do with me.”

“No.” he immediately denied before the elevator doors opened. Finally, it was getting cramped in there. Heath took a step out before he spoke again. “I’m very satisfied to have someone like you, Claire. Please, don’t worry.”

She gave him a flat look. “I think I should be worrying at least a little bit. For all I know, you’re probably going to give me a berating since you brought me all the way to your suite.” She paused as he opened the door with his cardkey again. “Am I going to be punished?”

Heath internally groaned. “Depends on how you translate punish.” He muttered before he swung the door open and stepped inside. He held the door and waited until Claire entered as well and then he shut it behind her. “Please have a seat.” He motioned to the chairs near the small round table he had.