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Chapter 6: Truth!

James POV

"If you don't like me, or your job, please feel free to leave Isabella, don't let me hold you back."

I told Bella, hoping like hell she wouldn't accept that."What no, I love working here." She blurted out, causing me to sigh in relief. "And I didn't call you a bastard... exactly." She told me in a smaller voice, her face becoming red. I wanted to yell, I damn well heard her call me a bastard, after everything I did for her this weekend, and I sure in the hell haven't done anything to her, hell I may be a hard ass, but I keep things professional, as hard as it is with her, she should be thankful for that.

"Then what is it that you did call me Isabella." I threw all of venom I could muster in that, letting her know I was not playing games here, and as her superior she needed to respect me... if she didn't than we can not continue to work together smoothly.

"Uh... a uh beautiful bastard?" What the hell... did I just hear that right.. what did that mean, did she find me attractive, was my actions making her feel unwanted. I was about to respond, saying what... I have no fuckin clue, but before I did, she was already in the elevator, the doors closing, I snapped my mouth shut, and watched them close, blocking Bella from my view.

I had to do something, talk to her ask her how she feels... but first I need to decide how to go about it, I don't want to scare her, or make her uncomfortable.

By the time I got home, I was beat, I read over Bella's column several times, and once again feeling overwhelmed by the memory of her frightened eyes. I remember it so clearly. I had seen her on the dance floor, with the man holding her. But I thought it was a lover, I had quickly turned away, because I had a sudden flash of jealousy, and I didn't want to do something that would make me look foolish to my employee. So when I felt a soft kick, and turned to see what the fuck... I was surprised to see her looking more than a little frightened... as soon as I seen her to safety, I beat the fuck out of that guy, then I stuck the bouncers on him, they promised to dispose of him.

When I helped her gain control of her breathing like she did me, it felt good to be able to pay her back, to even it out.

I threw the column to the printers, before leaving the office, without a single correction, she was pretty perfect when she wrote, no matter what she wrote about.

I fell in and out of sleep all night, my head consumed with thought of Bella, and what I would say to her, or how I would say it.

By the time I got to work I was vibrating from the nervousness of seeing her. My company phone rang, and I answered on the second ring. "James Masters speaking, how can I help you." I asked, while organizing papers on my desk.

"Hey Mr. Masters its Bella- Isabella, listen I cant come into work today, I don't feel well, I'm coming down with a cold." Came Bella's gravelly voice. My heart stuttered.

"Isabella, if this is about yesterday..." I said, not quite knowing how to finish it.

"It's not. I'm sick, my head hurts, and I can barely keep my eyes open." She said, she did sound sick.

"Well alright then, would you like me to fill in your column, or would you like to work on it from home." I didn't want to ask, but damn it was gonna be a long day, without writing a column... that I would be horrible at.

"I can write it from home, I can fax it over by six tonight." She said her voice starting to sound faint

"I would like to say yes, but the fax machine has been on the fritz this week." I lied, needing to see her.

She took a minute to respond. "Okay, how about I come there in the afternoon then, I just need to rest a little..." Her words trailed off, and there there was nothing.

"Isabella?" I asked, looking at my phone, making sure it hadn't disconnected... nope it hadn't. "Isabella are you there." I heard a soft moan from the other end, and I stopped breathing. I could hear hers on the other end, all soft breaths and moans. "Uh Isabella are you okay." I asked, even though I was pretty damn sure she passed out...

I must have listened for a good twenty minutes, sitting at the edge of my seat, and picturing myself holding her, telling her it will be alright. The long buried feelings I had for her, jumped back to the surface, and just before I hung up, I heard her soft breathy voice, say my name.

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I worked like a mad dog all day, first proofreading, then setting the newspaper, and when I had everyone else's done, I quickly put together Bella's... at least I tried, it was nowhere near as good as hers.

Then by six, I was out of the office, racing to Bella's place, to make sure she was okay, and to talk to her, tell her the truth, and coax the truth from her.

I started knocking loudly on her door and waited... I tried again several minutes later, and then a third time when I still wasn't getting a response... but finally, I heard Bella calling out that she would be right there, so I stopped.

When she finally answered, words and thought went out the window, she really must have been out of it, because the only thing she was wearing was a white muscle shirt that barely covered her belly button, and a pair of boycut panties. I was stuck, solid in place, and good god, I felt like my erection was gonna pop right out of my pants.

Bella started to apologize for falling asleep on the phone, and missing deadline, but I could barely hear her over the blood rushing in my ears, the heat running through my body. I just couldn't talk. Bella finally waved me in, and as soon as the door shut I mentioned the day before.

She covered her face, and asked if we could forget... forget... there was no way I could do that, so I stepped closer, telling her just that. When she looked back up, I couldn't help myself for another second, I leaned in and moved a stray hair from her face.

She asked what I was doing... and I answered honestly. "Something that I have wanted to do for longer than I can stand to remember." and with that, I tilted her chin up, and lightly meshed our lips together. It was like a spark ran through me, a hot electrifying spark. Bella moaned and leaned into me, her arms circling around me, and that action was a thousand beautiful words for me... she felt the same. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and put more pressure into the kiss, nibbling on her lips, running my tongue along her lower lip.

But then I forced myself to pull away slightly and leaned my forehead against hers, our breath mingling together. "We need to talk about this." I murmured, and I couldn't stop myself from tasting her lips once more, before severing all contact.

Bella gave a disappointed groan as I moved out of her reach, but nodded her head...

Bella's POV

I was leaned up against the wall feeling all kinds of good, and thinking James was too far away. I cant believe this is happening. The thought that he may be as interested as I am... hell even half as interested would be freakin incredible. "Sure, we can talk." Holy hell was that sexy purr me? I could feel goose bumps break over my body as James' body heat left me, and I looked down... "Uh holy crap." I said embarrassed, I was practically naked.

James chuckled and I snapped my head up. "I don't mind." He said shyly... his cheeks reddend. Well damn speechless, he really was sexy when he blushed. I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward my living room, if we were going to talk, I at least wanted to be comfortable. James took a seat on my oversized black suede couch, and as soon as I grabbed my throw blanket, off the back, I sat beside him, covering my legs.

"So..." I said not knowing where to start.

"So... indeed." James said, most likely stumped too. "How about the beginning?" He questioned after a long bout of awkward silence. I nodded, and gestured for him to start. "Alright, I guess it started when I first hired you..."

There now you got a lil taste of James POV... I wont be doing his POV much just so ya know!

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