“Oh no, no you don’t” she said to herself.
“Sienna, wait!”
Johnathan burst from the back seat of the car.
Sienna plowed through the snow, right by him, and up the steps as fast as the piled banks would allow.
“Sienna, I can explain!” He shouted again.
Sienna paused, tempted to look back, but then continued into her building. Johnathan followed her as fast as he could, placing his fancy patent leather shoes directly in the holes made by her footsteps. He caught up to her just as she was at the door.
Sienna was out of breath from trying to make a getaway, but no longer gave a shit about hiding her miserable cardiovascular conditioning from Johnathan. Her chest was heaving and her foggy breath made her level of physical conditioning fairly evident.
Johnathan grabbed onto her hand.
“Ben told me that you bolted from the office today.”
Sienna grimaced and pulled her hand away. Ben’s glove came off in Johnathan’s hand.
“There are words and then there are actions, Mr. Wise,” Sienna responded breathlessly. “And today, your actions spoke louder than any words that you could possibly say to me right now.”
“They arrested Madison.”
“For what, a subpar handjob?”
“Oh, that’s why you ran.” He said sheepishly.
“Of course, anyone walking by your office could’ve seen what was going on. Why don’t you just get your staff to walk around with holsters of lube so they can be ready to jerk you off at a moment’s notice?”
“I had to let her do it.”
“This is fucking ridiculous.”
“I was wearing a wire. It’s how she always started our meetings, it would’ve seemed ‘off’ if I had refused. She was the one who was stealing the money. The cops had it all figured out and just needed her to admit to re-printing the invoices.”
“And she admitted to it before or after grabbing your cock?”
Johnathan sighed. Sienna was all that he wanted and he had fucked it up, royally.
“To answer your question, we caught her after she had my dick in her hand, but I didn’t come, so that has to count for something.”
“Un-fucking believable.”
Sienna’s eyes were brimming with tears. “Just get the fuck out of here,” she said and turned and walked into her building.
Johnathan was not used to being dismissed. He had always gotten what he wanted, so this departure from the regular script really threw him for a loop. He gingerly followed their footsteps back to the car, shoulders stooped, feeling defeated. For once in his life, he had feelings , real feelings, for a woman, and that woman had just walked out of his life. He stopped in his tracks. Literally. He hadn’t built a billion-dollar company by backing down from rejection. And he felt more about this girl than he ever had for his company.
“Sienna!” He screamed from the street. He saw her look out the window and then close the curtains.
“Sienna! He screamed even louder. No movement from the curtains.
He bent down and made a snowball and tossed it at her window. For a tech nerd, he had amazing accuracy with a snowball. Still nothing. He bent down and made up ten snowballs and pelted them at her window in succession while screaming her name. He was making a scene and he didn’t care. What would the cops do, arrest him for throwing snow?
He picked up the last snowball and hurled it with all his might. As he released it he saw Sienna open her window. It was too late, the snowball soared through the cold air and smashed smack dab into Sienna’s face, snow exploding all over her.
His driver held his breath. Johnathan clasped his hand over his mouth. This was not going well. The cops could probably arrest him for this.
Sienna wiped the snow from her eyes and off her face. It was everywhere, drips were melting down her top and in between her cleavage. As the shock wore off, and she had pulled most of the ice chunks out of her hair, she looked down to see Johnathan’s shocked face and icy blue eyes filled with concern. It was too much.
As she reached down her top and pulled out a huge pile of snow, she started to laugh. It was involuntary. At first it started as a crazy person laugh, but then morphed into a genuine laugh, and she chucked the boob snow back at Johnathan.
He dodged out of the way of the loose snow and mouthed, “I’m sorry.”
Sienna ran downstairs, shoved her bare feet into her snow boots, and ran out into the snow without her coat. She flew into his arms and they toppled over into the snowbank. He wrapped his cashmere overcoat around her back and kissed her tenderly.
“I’m nothing without you.” He whispered in her ear.
She smiled and kissed him back.
“Can I please come up and explain?”
Sienna nodded and awkwardly rolled off of him and put out her hand to help him up from the snow.