I keep my head down, I walk forward a couple steps and I can feel myself shaking. It's not just me I'm worried about. What if he thinks Tom was something more to me? Or blames Marta?
"Closer." I hear him say and I start crying.
"I'm sorry." I cry into my hands. The fact that I'm going to start my period in a few days isn't helping my emotional stability right now.
I feel arms go around me lifting me up and cupping my bottom. My legs are around his torso as he carries me. He sits down in his desk chair and I straddle his lap. His fingers gently caress my back. I look up at him feeling stupid for crying. I hiccup. "Why are you being nice? I thought you were mad."
"I am mad. What were you thinking?"
I look down at my hands. "I didn't want to be left out. I didn't think it was going to be a big deal."
"You should have never left with a man by yourself."
"I know that now. I didn't think anything of it before. I didn't even know him." I reply truthfully. "It was just a ride."
"Don't do it again." He replies seriously. There's a knock on the door and I smell chocolate.
"Is that chocolate?" I ask, practically drooling.
"Come in, Wendy." He says. Lennox is facing the door and I'm still facing him on his lap. I look over my shoulder to see a tall blonde woman with long curly hair come in with a big smile and brownies. Her smile drops when she sees me. I must look like a mess, I wipe at my tear stained face. She steps closer and I notice she's pretty with deep brown eyes and a perfect figure. She isn't dressed scantily; she's wearing a designer dress with wedge heels. She looks classy.
"Alpha, I made brownies for you." She says sweetly putting them on the desk. She stands in front of us not moving. I start to turn to get off his lap, feeling inappropriate but his hands stop my hips from moving. "At least let me turn and introduce myself." I mutter.
He turns me in his lap until I'm facing Wendy. "Hi, I'm Jocelyn." I lean forward as far as I can without standing up because Lennox's hands are holding me down.
She takes my hand and shakes it. "I'm Wendy."
"I really like your outfit."
"Thanks." She replies tersely. "I like your bathing suit."
I feel Lennox's thumbs pulling down the material of my suit bottoms and without thinking I turn to the side and smack his hands. He keeps his head down but looks up smiling. I suck in a breath. His smile is like getting hit in the stomach, unexpected and painful. He's the most beautiful man I've ever seen. His smile fades and he turns tense.
"Thank you. You can leave now." He dismisses Wendy abruptly. She turns and walks away. When the door closes he brings the dish closer and offers them to me.