Elijah: I'm coming over.
I immediately jumped from the couch and stared at the message for a solid two minutes.
"What...the...fuck."
I rushed around the living room, trying my best to clean up. I threw away my garbage, quickly cleaned the dishes, wiped the coffee table, all while I was thinking if he was really coming over.
My question was answered no more than ten minutes later when I heard three knocks on my door. I finished up pouring food into my cat's bowl before rushing to the bathroom to tame my hair. I quickly walked to the door, running and knocking over a chair.
Jesus.
I picked up the chair and set it back down in its place. I opened the door and there stood Elijah.
Surprisingly, he was wearing a suit. It was black, along with his undershirt, tie, and shoes. The suit was snug and outlined exactly what I saw a couple nights before. His hair was combed over and his jawline was sharp as ever. I came back to reality, hoping he didn't know I was staring. I looked up at him and saw a smirk plastered on his face. I mentally rolled my eyes.
"You okay," he asked. Looking up and down at me.
I quickly shook off the heat I felt rising on my face. "Yeah, why?"
"Sounded like you fell over."
"Nope, just the chair. What can I do sir?"
He roamed his eyes over me, before meeting my eyes, with a devilish smirk on his face.
"Me."
I felt heat rush to my face faster than it has ever done before. He obviously noticed because his smirk got bigger.
"I- I-" I was cut off when Elijah put his finger to his lips.
I quickly shut up and just stared at him as he entered my apartment, closing the door behind him. My heart was beating fast, almost like it was going to jump out of my chest, but luckily for me, it didn't.
"Uh, sir."
"What did I say?" He kept his eyes locked on mine as he took off his shoes.
"Well technically, you didn't say anything."
He paused for a moment. "You really want to ruin this?"
"What is there to ruin?"
He smirked once again as he set his shoes next to the door. Elijah stood up straight and slowly unbuttoned his suit.
I took in a shaky breath as I watched my boss strip in front of me. He now was dressed in a black dress shirt and his black suit pants.
He clasped his hands together. "Alright, ready?"
'"For what exactly?"
"Follow me." He grabbed my hand and led me, not to my bedroom, but to the couch. He sat down first and immediately grabbed the blanket I had used and covered himself.
"Going to sit down?"
I slowly nodded, confused at where this was headed.
I sat, folding my legs and rested them on the coffee table. For a few minutes, we sat there in silence aside from the noise coming from the tv. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elijah's body move to face me. I looked at him and he wasn't staring at my face. He was staring at my hands, which were folded in my lap.
"Kyla." His eyes moved up to mine, his voice was soft and quiet.
"Yes?"
"Come here."
I didn't move until he grasped his hand gently behind my neck and slowly pulled me towards him. He stopped pulling me as soon as I could feel his cool breath on my lips. I looked up at him and his eyes were closed, with his mouth partly opened. I closed my eyes and moved forward, locking his lips with mine.
This kiss was different. Yes, we kissed slowly and passionately before but this, this was something else. It had something that I had never felt before. It wasn't love nor lust. I couldn't describe it, but I knew I wanted this forever.
I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him towards me so I could be closer to him. He reacted by wrapping his hands around my waist and pulling me onto his lap. I didn't grind on him nor did he provoke me to do so.
We were just there, kissing so passionately and softly that we would have made Romeo and Juliet look like fools.
Elijah grasped my thighs and stood up and carried me to my room.
There we made love, soft love.
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"Kyla, Kyla!" I heard Elijah's voice ring throughout my ears.
I slowly opened my eyes, it was bright, very bright.
"Wait, where am I?"
"Your apartment, you okay?"
I rubbed my eyes and looked around, welcoming in the familiar scene, which comforted me.
I turned and saw Elijah holding my shoulder and my thigh with his other hand. He had a worried look on his face as he looked at me.
"Wha- what happened?" I rubbed my head, trying to rub the pain out of it.
"You passed out."
"What?!" I quickly stood up. How? When? Where? Did I imagine that we had sex?
Yes, yes I did.
"You passed out when a couple minutes after you opened the door. After I said me."
"What do you mean after you said me?"
"You asked what can I do, and I said me."
"Oh," I muttered. "How long was I passed out for?"
"Ten, fifteen minutes."
"Oh."
"Here, take a sip," Elijah handed me a glass a water.
"Thanks," I took a small sip of the water, it seemed to ease my pain in my head. "So why did you come?"
"It's about work."
"You couldn't wait till tomorrow morning?"
"I could but I chose not to. All employees will be getting an email first thing in the morning, I just wanted to give my personal assistant a personal delivery."
"Umm alright. So what is it?"
I took a seat next to Elijah.
"Tommorrow night, I am heading to L.A."
"Okay?" I did not see that as very important.
"I am trying to partner up with Apple. I have only been working on it a couple days so far and it has been proven to be difficult. So, I am planning on spending some time in L.A."
"Okay cool." Awhile without Elijah at the office will definitely lower the stress.
"For a year."
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