Katie
Did I hear right? The Hunter Maxwell was asking me out to dinner?
I could feel my cheeks burn up and I don’t believe it’s butterflies anymore in my stomach because it feels like a zoo down there. My long time crush was asking me out but when it slowly sunk in that Hunter was asking me out, I knew I was nothing more than a conquest.
Hunter doesn’t do dinners with women. As far as I know. He was known to use women to his sexual desires and throw them aside like they were nothing. I couldn’t let him do that to me.
I gave him a polite smile hoping my kind rejection won’t cost me my job. “I do apologize Mr. Maxwell but I’m quite busy and not to mention I work for you. It would be inappropriate.” I have to think of more excuses, just in case.
“Okay… you’re fired,” he said emotionless. My jaw dropped as I heard gasps around the room. Tears were pricking my eyes. I’ve worked so hard to be where I am today. But the tears never came and my sadness turned sour. I frowned at him and said “You can’t fire me because I won’t go out with you! That’s irrational and immature of you.” Who knew I had such fire?
He smirked and I held the urge to swoon. “Ms. Simmons, it is Ms. Simmons, right?” he asked if I was single.
“What’s it to you?” I asked as I folded my arms. He chuckled and all I wanted to do was make a pillow out of his chuckles and cuddle it. “How about this Ms. Simmons, you can keep your job but you have to go out to dinner with me?” he suggested.
I have to keep this job. If other companies hear word that I got fired from Maxwell Industries by Mr. Maxwell himself, then I doubt I’ll ever get another marketing job.
“Fine,” I gave him a stern answer. He smirked and before I knew it he grabbed my hand and started dragging me out of the office.
“Mr. Maxwell—” “Please, call me Hunter.” He said.
I bit my lower lip as we entered the elevator. “Hunter, it’s barely three in the afternoon. I thought I agreed to dinner?” I pointed out.
“Why wait when we can start dinner now?” was all he said. I could be just one of his collection of girls but it doesn’t mean that I won’t enjoy the sensation of his warm hand holding mine. To be honest, he could drag me anywhere and I wouldn’t complain. I blame my hormones!
We arrived at a fancy restaurant and I’ve never felt more out of place with what I’m wearing. But the way that Hunter is looking at me, made me feel like I belong right where I am.
“So tell me Katie, why marketing?” he asked as he already ordered for the both of us. “Well… it wasn’t my first choice. But my parents thought it would make good money. I originally wanted to take up culinary but my parents don’t really agree with me.” I admitted.
“Yeah, but you’re an amazing cook. Even if I just tasted your soup and shake. They’re amazing! Almost better than my head chef’s cooking,” he commented and I knew that I was blushing. I enjoyed cooking but it was my first time cooking for somebody else other than myself. And I can’t tell you how much it meant to me when he said it was amazing.
“So you took marketing? You could’ve pursued culinary afterwards?” he asked. “I’m passionate about both actually. The more I learned about marketing the more I fell in love with it. I could always cook but I would love to do marketing for the rest of my life.” I said.
There was something in his eyes. A sparkle? And being here tonight talking to the man of my dreams felt so surreal. I was having the time of my life but as I thought that I wasn’t somebody special to him, it broke my heart.
Who am I to change the notorious playboy Hunter? The feared CEO.
But the more we talked the more I got lost in his gaze, his words, and his scent. He’s truly amazing than what the magazines tell me. When we finished our meals it was already six in the evening. As we walked out of the restaurant it was raining hard. I was getting ready to dash for his car but he raised his eyebrow at me. “What are you doing?” he asked.
My cheeks reddened as I said “Getting ready to run to your car,” he chuckled again and I mentally swooned at the sound. “Katie, they’ll bring the car to us,” he pointed out, and I wanted nothing more than the ground to open up and swallow me whole. How embarrassing!
He must think so low of me. I then awkwardly stood still next to him. When a young boy came up to us, “Should I get your car Mr. Maxwell?” he asked.
I was expecting for him to laugh and say “Yes, my date needs to learn such things.” I mentally groaned at myself.
“No need,” was his simple answer. My eyes widen but before I could look at Hunter I was suddenly lifted off the ground and thrown over his shoulder. I squealed in surprise by the sudden absence of the ground.
“Hunter! You can put me down!” I told him as he started walking but he ignored me. “Hunter! I can walk!” I called out. But was met with him smacking me in the ass making me shut up. I could feel my whole face reddened at the thought of him touching my ass.
Suddenly we were both under the rain making me grip the back of his suit. He unexpectedly spun around making me squeal in delight at the adrenaline I was getting. His deep chuckles sent vibrations through his body making my body shiver.
I was then gently placed into the passenger’s seat of his car. And as he made his way towards his side of the car, he tried to slide across the hood of his car. Keyword: tried. He failed. He almost hit his head on the hood of his car but he quickly braced himself and fell off the hood of the car and onto the wet ground.
My hands flew to my mouth in worry but as he stood up and straightened out his suit even though he was drenched from head to toe, trying to play it cool. I then burst out into a fit of giggles. Once he was inside the car I could tell that he was blushing as he scratched the back of his neck.
“That was… embarrassing,” he said which only made me laugh even more. My stomach was hurting from laughing too much but as I opened my eyes I saw Hunter looking at me, lovingly?
I must be seeing things. My laughter died down as I realized how close we were. I could feel the heat coming from his body and his minty breaths hitting my face. His hand slowly reached behind me and pulled the chopsticks out from my hair making my wet hair tumble down. He then slowly removed my glasses making everything blurry but him. He was the only thing I could see.
“You’re truly beautiful,” he whispered huskily as he cupped my face with his large hands. He then slowly and almost agonizingly closed the gap between our lips. And once my chapped lips met his soft ones I felt the best feeling ever.
Him.
My first ever kiss. It was much more than I could ever dream of.
His lips moved skillfully on mine. I, on the other hand, have no idea what to do. Like the awkward person I am, I moved my lips along with his. I could hear him groan as the kiss deepened.
Fireworks were setting in my mind as my stomach were in knots. It was truly an unfamiliar feeling but, oh my, was it addicting.
His tongue licked my bottom lip eliciting a gasp from me and he took the opportunity to slip in his tongue. I simply couldn’t get enough of him. He was in every way delicious and I’m afraid after this kiss I would be painfully yearning for him.
Once I felt his hand traveling towards my waist I gently pushed back. Panting heavily as I laid my head on his hard chest. He groaned in annoyance.
He wanted more but I wouldn’t give him the opportunity to ruin me.
Besides, this kiss meant nothing to him.