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Chapter 4

The next day, Pan was awoken by a knocking on her apartment door. Unwillingly, she turned groggily to the clock on her night stand. It was 6 o'clock in the morning! She had only received about 3 hours of sleep last night, including the nap she had taken on the desk. She had been up half the night thinking about him. The way his warm body felt pressed against hers and the way his hair tickled her face…Pan mentally smacked herself in the head as she threw her legs over the edge of the bed.

She looked a mess as she stood from it, black hair a mop on the top of her head and she wore a white tank top and baby blue pajama pants. Pan was mumbling curses at whoever was at the door. Looking through the peephole she saw a beaming Trunks, the one who had stolen her useful hours that she could have used to get energized. Pan groaned as she unlocked the door and he stepped inside.

She closed the door behind him. "What do you want?!" She asked, not caring if she was using her best manners or not. She was still upset about the blackmail pictures of his.

"That's a nice way to greet someone." He told her as his eyes wondered away from her and around her apartment.

"Let me rephrase. What are you doing here?!" She said grabbing his cheeks with her hands and turning his head and eyes to face her. Pan realized what a mistake she had made because when she looked into his eyes, there was an animalistic twinkle to them. His icy depths blazed a fiery blue.

"You look beautiful this morning." He stated and Pan could have sworn she heard a bit of a growl behind it. His voice seemed distanced off but his eyes still bore into her. The way he stared at her sent excited shivers down her spine.

"Liar, I look a mess." She alleged and quickly dropped her hands from his face. She took a step back and raked her hands through her hair.

"I'm serious." He said as he took a step closer to her, "You're gorgeous."

"If you think you can use your corny lines to get in my pants, it won't work. Especially not at six in the morning." She told him as he took another step. Pan didn't move back though, she stood her ground, watching him approach her.

"Would I do such a thing?" He asked innocently and his face was mere inches from her own. His scent was overpowering and it was nothing like Pan had ever smelt before. It took a while for his dizzying scent to escape her head before she could answer.

"Do I honestly have to answer that question?" She could feel his breathe on her face now, blowing the aroma back and forth.

"Nope." He said and he bent down his head to snatch the kiss when a loud beeping sound overtook the apartment. Trunks covered his ears with his hands and the twinkle had left, turning his fiery eyes back to their crystal coloring. She made a mental note of that and ran to her room to turn off her alarm clock.

Jeremiah

He woke up bright and early that morning.

He was ready for the fight he knew would take place. Pan was stronger than him but he was up for the challenge as long as it resulted in her being his mate.

It bought a smile to his face to imagine her pressed and struggling under him and he let out an involuntary moan. He couldn't wait until she was his again.

He had already calculated and figured out everything in his head and his plan was ready for action. He took off at high speeds through the window in the direction of West City. He hadn't exactly found out where she lived but he had found out where she worked and that was enough to get him somewhere. It was eight in the morning now and her shift should have started an hour ago.

Thirty more minutes of hasty flying and he would be face to face with his love.

Later at Capsule Corp

Pan sat in the office not being able to work. What happened at her apartment was steadily replaying in her head.

The intensity of his eyes, the close call. She couldn't believe she was feeling these emotions. It was almost like the first time when she had met Jeremiah. She gave a sad smile as she remembered her cheating ex. "I don't need him anyways" she thought and she stuck another paper in a manila folder.

She didn't need him right?

Trunks stared up at Pan for the umpteenth time in the last hour. She had looked so dazed after that damned alarm clock had gone off. After much persuading, he had convinced her to let him drive her to work. It was an awkward silence in his car as they drove. She stared out the window the whole time and her sarcastic remarks were kept to a minimum for the first time since she had started working for him.

Maybe the kiss wasn't a good idea but something had come over him, something he couldn't explain. He would have apologized but he didn't know how she would take it. To tell her sorry would have been a lie because he honestly wasn't. For those two seconds that he thought that he was going to steal the kiss the adrenaline pumped through his body. That had never happened with any other girl before.

Pan could feel Trunks eyes bore into her and it sent nervous sweats throughout her body. The beeping of Pan's clock brought them out of their thoughts and daydreams.

"Break?" She asked looking at Trunks for the first time this morning.

"Yeah, be back in 10." He said and he looked up at her.

"Hours?" She suggested.

"Minutes." He said, shaking his head, "10 minutes Pan."

"Fine." She pouted and she stood from her desk, stretching. As she was leaving the office, Trunks yelled "Minutes!" after her.

Jeremiah

He walked through the large building doors. It wasn't hard to miss the place for the big 'Capsule Corporations' sign written on the front wall of the structure.

He walked up to the front receptionist and greeted her with a hello.

She gave him a friendly smile and asked him what he was looking for.

"I'm looking for a Son Pan. Would you happen to know if she was in for work today?" He asked. He felt around for Pan's ki and felt it immediately, he would notice that signature anywhere.

"Oh yes she is actually. She works on the tenth floor in the President's office, would you like me to tell her you're coming?" She asked politely.

"No thank you, I would like to surprise her." He said and pulled out the engagement ring, showing it off to the lady. He knew this would get her.

The woman looked weird for a second but her expression changed from confused to giddy. "Aw how sweet! Go right ahead up to the tenth floor and go down a couple of hallways and…" Jeremiah had lost her after that part and figured he would just search her out himself.

With a thank you and a lady killer smile Jeremiah walked to the elevator, stepping inside. Pressing the tenth button, the elevator closed around him. The woman watched the elevator doors close in front of the boy. 'Hopefully Mr. Briefs is doing work instead of the girl.' She thought to herself and answered the phone as it rung.

Pan

Pan walked down the corridors to the elevator. She was sure glad she knew her way around this place.

As she pressed the down button next to the elevator she watched the floor numbers above the doors, tapping her high heeled foot. Someone was coming past the eighth, ninth, and all the way up to the tenth floor. The elevator then screeched to a halt and the doors slowly parted, revealing a tall, black haired, blue eyed figure inside.

"Hello Pan-Chan." He spoke with a smirk on his face. His voice was all too familiar.

A/N:

Yay! There goes chapter 4 people.

I'm definitely thinking this might not be as long as the Prince's Prize (but then again you never know).

I think I'm moving along nicely what about you?

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