December first - The cold weather had gotten worse in daylight. I had a thick jacket on and a scarf that was wrapped warmly around my neck. Anytime soon, snow would be falling all throughout New York City. I was eager for the first snowfall of the season.
Stepping into the building early Monday morning, the atmosphere inside the office had drastically changed. It seemed that the place was livelier than usual. I could smell the pine scent that was sprayed across the room by the custodian. Everything just felt weirdly welcoming.
My office had glass walls. Everyone that would pass through from the elevator, I would see. Pierce sauntered into the lobby and stopped at my doorway. He was wearing a crisp dark grey suit and his hair was tamely brushed up to uphold his professional look. My hands twitched from under the table, tempted to ruffle his golden brown mane.
"Good morning, Olive." His lips lifted up to a smile then just walked off to his office. It was unusual that he had walked in and greeted me this morning. He never did that. Usually, he would only step foot into my office if he was running late or when he needed something. Straight to the point with a bored look on his face then went on his way.
A smile slowly tugged my lips. It was going to be a good week, I thought positively.
And it was.
By Friday, I finished up some reports when all of a sudden my office phone rang.
"Hello, Mr. Alexander's office. This is Olivia speaking." I said in a clipped tone.
"Olive," Pierce chimed on the other line. "I need you in my office now."
He then hung up. I strode to his office, wondering what he needed me for. Pierce only called solely when he needed coffee or that he wanted some documents photocopied. As I entered, he leaned against his desk. It was as if he waited for me to enter. I suddenly felt nervous, now that I was in a confined space with him.
"Hey," I gave him a smile as I entered.
"Take a seat." He guided his hand to the chair that was in front of him. I gulped as I walked towards him. The distance grew shorter, my heart pounded aggressively against my chest. I sat down rather uncomfortably as he stood gloriously in front of me.
Looking up, I met his smoldering gaze while I unconsciously bit my lower lip. The way his eyes went dark, filled with desire had caught me by surprise. I gasped inaudibly as he kept eye contact.
He sliced the unnerving silence, "I already told you, I won't hold back."
"Hold back what?" I asked innocently.
He narrowed his eyes at me. Defeated, he shut his eyes and took a deep breath. When it took him a while to speak, I spoke up. "What did you need?"
"Tomorrow," he muttered, opening his hazel eyes and smiled lazily.
What was happening tomorrow?
The date, it was tomorrow.
It made me anxious. It was not that I was nervous around Pierce. The fact that he had called it a date made it somewhat official between us. Did that mean that we were dating?
I didn't think so, I thought.
"Tomorrow," I repeated quietly.
"I'm picking you up at three in the afternoon, reminding you again that you have to wear something comfortable." His tone was unyielding. I mentally rolled my eyes at his overbearingness.
Curiosity got the best of me as I realized that I had no idea where he was going to take me. "Where are you taking me anyway?"
He smirked, "Now why would I tell you? You told me that I should surprise you."
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The Other CEO | ✓Romance
||PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION BOOKS|| ♥The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award♥ Olivia Bailey was happily working as the personal assistant of Wilson Alexander, the owner, and CEO of Alexander Corporation, when he suddenly died of heart failure. Grie...