4 | lunch Date

Olivia’s POV

"Gentlemens! All eyes on ME."

I blushed lightly at his statement, because I know all eyes were on my chest. I told Ari the whole braless for a week idea was bad. What point were being made at this silent protest? Except proving that men are PIGS! I don't think xander his though. I even gave him a nickname already... Xander. I don't know what game he's playing but I'm here for work. If I knew he was the boss I wouldn't have interact with him last night. I have plans. I don't plan on being his assistant forever. He's a distraction. A hot one!

He's deep brown eyes. His black curly hair. I want to run my fingers through that hair. He's jawline, God! He'd be a perfect model. He's so fit. I can see his muscles natural popping out his suit. I feel so small around him. I'm 5'4 not that short. Not short at all, but he makes me feel short. oh God! His lips. They look so goo-

"Olivia hun, are you with us?" Alexander's voice bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yes! Of course!" I said a little too eagerly.

"We got ourselves in a bit of a situation. We trying to figure out should we bring more classic old cars in this month, or modern cars. Whichever sells more would help. What do you think?" He ask taking his seat.

I stood up and connect my ipad to the screen. Then starts speaking.

"I say we bring both this month. People will buy anything as long it's from hudson enterprise! The profit will be higher this month if both old and modern car is involved. Half of rich people in this world are car collectors, so chances are seeing rare classic cars they would pay ANYTHING to get it at their grasp. Which is why the car prices should go higher this month. I also have a few plans for next month, but that's for next month." With that being said I took my seat back.

Alexander got up leaning close to my ears. "Always prepared, I like it!"

"Well gentlemens you heard my brilliant assistant get to work. MAKE THIS SHIT HAPPEN!" he yelled while they all scattered out the room.

"They're so young and hot!" I mumbled under my breath — gawking at them.

Who told me that I could pull this off exactly?

"I'm sorry what?" He's eyes widened at my statement.

"I said that outloud?"

"Unfortunately."

"I mean they are" I said in a 'duh' tone. "Why must you only work with young people?" I

questioned.

He tensed up. "I just like the vibe you know." He winked at me.

"Stop. You need to start acting like my boss." I said firmly.

Before he could say anything the door bust open. Coming in is a young handsome man.

"I heard about your new hot assistan-" he stoped his track looking at me.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes" he said reaching out a hand.

"Thomas."

I took his hands, and watch him lightly kiss on it. "Olivia keith, but you can call me olivia."

"Okay, that's enough." Xander pulled Thomas away.

"How come he can call you Olivia, but I can't" he pouted.

Xander could switch from an Asshole to a responsible man, than shockingly turns into this "pick me boy" he's so fickle it's not even funny.

"Easy, you're my boss. He's a friend."

"A friend? You just Met him." He snapped back.

I heard Thomas laugh. "Man she's gonna give you a hard time." He said I between laughs.

"That's what she said." I replied laughing.

Thomas and I started laughing. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder. "I like her Alex!"

"Of course you do! come back a little later we got to do." Xander pushed him out the door.

"No. We don't your schedule is clear for the rest of the day." I checked the iPad to be sure.

"Good. Let's go out for lunch." He puts his hands in his pocket smirking.

"That's wildly inappropriate, but only because it's food." I said smiling out the door.

He tried to put his hands on my waist multiple time. I stopped him each single time. I'm not giving in. He took me to a quite cozy restaurant. I didn't know place like this exist in New York.

He open the door for me the waiter greeted us in giving us a free table. He pulled out my chair. I sat down, and watch him take his seat. I quickly took the menu already reading my choices.

"I cou-" I cut him off. "Oder for me? No need I already know what I want." I said calling the waiter over. He watched me order. "I'll be having the taco salad bowl."

The waiter nodded, then looked at Alexander. "I'll be having whatever she has." The waiter nodded.

"What about drinks?" The waiter asked.

"A lemonade should do." I smiled at the waiter.

"A cup of water would be nice." Alexander replied. On that note the waiter left taking the menus.

"You like to be in control don't you?" He smirked.

"And you like it when people are at your mercy." I snapped back.

"What if I do? What's wrong with that?"

I chuckled. "Nothing's wrong with it. I just don't see myself begging for anything."

He chuckled darkly. "We'll see about that." He said in a Whisper. But I heard it. Those words sent a chill down my spine

A good kind.

"So tell me about yourself." He said moving his hands so the waiter can place down the foods and beverage.

I waited til the waiter left. "We'll I'm 20, fresh outta college. Single child. Distant parents. The person I'm mostly attached to in life is my bestie Ariel. We leave together too." I said beaming at that thought. I continued. "I like old things. I don't know something about the aesthetic I like, like old music, movies, CARS!. You name it. Most importantly I LOVE michie." I babbled.

"Who's Michie?" He clenched his jaw.

I slowly chewed my food and slowly swallowed. I smiled. "He's my 1969 baby blue chevy camero."

"Oh, Michie's a car." He said in a sign of relief.

"Yeah, who else would it be?" I asked taking another bite.

"Your boyfriend." He stated in a duh tone.

"I told you. No boyfriends" I took another bite. "OH MY GOD! This is really good."

He chuckled. "You're really going at it huh? You're not afraid to eat. That's good."

I lifted my head up. "Why would I be afraid to eat? It's FOOD!"

"Most girl worried they'll make a mess or look unattractive." He stated.

I shrugged. "So, you're telling me that me eating enough food for myself makes me different?" I cocked my head to the side, I know some girls do like a good diet — but I didn't know it was possible that it happened to be every girl he came in contact with.

"That's precisely my point." He added. I ignored his last comment. I kept on eating. I swear it tasted better and better. I took the last bite and accidentally moaned. His eyes widened as his jaw locked.

I smirked at him. "Control yourself will you?"

"I feel like you're enjoying the meal more than our conversation" he accused.

"I am." I stayed firmly smiling at him.

He playfully shook his head.

It was time to get back to the office. I stood up. "Tip the waiter real good okay. He was nice." I stated. He looked at me in amusement.

"What? Did you expect me to argue on why I should pay? You invited me to lunch remember."

He stood up leading me out the exit. "You amaze me." was all he said.

We walked out. "Hold on, Sam will be here any minute now." He looked around.

A soft noise caught my attention, it sounded like whatever it was — was in distraught. I looked around, because it seems like I'm the only one who heard it.

"Did you hear that?" I pulled his arm.

"Hear what? What wrong?"

"A call for help." I pulled him behind the restaurant near the dumpsters.

"See!" I pointed to a stuck grey cat. I tried to reach for the cat. Alexander pulled me back. "Stop! It might be a rogue!" He stated.

"A rogue? what is he a wolf? He's just stuck Xander." I pulled myself back and walked to the cat. I unhooked his legs from a bunch of plastic bags, and took it in my arms. To turn around to a beaming Alexander.

"Did you just called me Xander?" He beamed. His hands in his pockets as he stare down at me.

"Don't get too exited that was a slip-up" I said cuddling the cat.

"Cotton need medical help." I pouted.

"You named it!?" He frowned.

"Can we make a quick stop at the vet? Please!" I pouted — pleading with him.

"Fine." He let out a defeated sigh.

We made our way to his car he told his driver to take us to the nearest vet, and he did. Pulling in front of a big building. He got out and cotton was still in my arms. We walked into the place. I explained the whole scenario.

"Olivia the vet want to see the cat now. Let him go." He sighed.

"Her" I corrected. "It's a she."

He rolled his eyes.

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The vet came back in a few minutes. "Well, her little legs are a bit bruised."

I cut him off. "Cotton. I named her cotton." I heard Xander scoff. I paid him no attention and nodded at the vet to continue.

"It looks like Cotton has been a stray for a while now. We're gonna have to keep him to give him a few treatment, and until you can adopt her."

"Okay, can I adopt her today, and pick her up when she's done with the treatment?" I asked.

"That would be lovely. We'll get the paper work ready."

I clapped in excitement and turned to Xander. Hugging him.

"Thank you!"

He quickly placed his arms around my waist — waiting no time — hugging me back. "For what?"

I pulled away to look at him. "For taking me to lunch. Otherwise I wouldn't have found my Cotton."

"Anytime." He said — the man had on the must sincere smile ever.