Violets Are Blue

Chapter 33

^^ Violet's Fit.

I go to the car and I sit in the passenger seat.

I go on my phone and a couple minutes later, the driver's door opens and closes, as Orion sits down.

He hands me a sealed flask of coffee.

"You always forget to eat before meetings. It's unhealthy, baby" he says.

There he goes being sweet again.

And right after threatening to destroy my insides.

He grabs my hand and kisses my fingers, between the gaps of his own. I smile.

"Thank you" I say softly.

He smiles in response and starts the car.
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"See I told you we wouldn't be late." Orion says, and I scowl as he steps out of the car.

"Don't get cocky. We're only on time, by 45 minutes, 5 of which we're using to get to the top floor" I say.

I look at him properly for the first time since we left his house.

"Damn" I mutter under my breath, joining him on the sidewalk.

^^ Orion's fit.

He grins down at me.

"Okay, little Miss OCD" he teases.

His eyes then trail down my clothes.

He takes a short breath and removes his jacket.

"Wear this. It's getting cold" he says.

I blink at his huge jacket.

"Orion, it's gonna clash with my clothes" I complain.

He stares at me.

"Does my face look like I give a fuck about a colour scheme? Girl put my jacket on before I carry you close to 'preserve heat'." He threatens.

I roll my eyes and I let him drape the jacket on my shoulders.

I gulp, looking at the way the black polar neck he wears sculpts out his body beautifully. Not too tight. And not mad loose either.

He takes my hand and we walk to the office.

People watch us, as we walk in, whispering and staring.

Orion walks with confidence, coffee in one hand, my hand in the other.

He looks like he owns the place. And rightfully so.

I've never been inside his company building before.

It's immaculate.

He greets the fawning receptionist with a nod, and he greets everyone he goes past with a smile, using their first names.