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Olivia's POV.
'' I'm home,'' I call out as I open the door to my small apartment.
'' Hey you! I have a '' I'm so happy you got the job'' dinner,'' Sydney says walking out of the kitchen.
'' It's a good thing then that I brought key lime pie and a bottle of the best wine from Wally's supermarket,'' I say placing the paper bag on the kitchen counter.
'' Only the best for us Hart girls,'' she giggles coming over to pull me into a Sydney Hart bear hug. '' I'm so proud of you cousin, I knew you could do it.''
'' If it weren't for you,'' I say once we pull apart.
'' So tell me, how did it all go down? I want details Livy,'' She demands, as she begins filling our plates with chicken Alfredo.
'' Before or after I beat up my new boss?'' I ask, grabbing two wine glasses from the coverts.
'' You what? Did he grab your boobs or something? He wouldn't be the first, remember old man Larson?'' She asks placing our plates on the small dining table we owned.
'' Don't remind me of that creep,'' I gag, taking a large sip of wine. '' The only time I was offered a real job as a publicist, but first he wanted to have a go at me.''
'' You're hot,'' Sydney shrugs.
'' But I'm not the girl that has sex for a job,'' I say taking a bite of the creamy chicken.
'' True, you're also the oldest living virgin in this side of Seattle,'' she teases.
'' Oh, shut up,'' I say throwing a noodle at her.
'' Hey! That's handmade pasta and it wasn't cheap. I had to flirt with that Axel guy so he could give me a good discount.''
'' Just go out with him already,'' I laugh.
'' Ugh, no way in hell! He's a total mommy's boy-''
'' He's not! Syd he's been trying to get with you-''
'' In my pants Livy! He wants in my pants and no amount of handmade pasta is worth some lousy sex,'' she huffs biting on her chicken a little too hard.
'' How do you know it's going to be lousy? And it will be free pasta for life if you marry him. He is after all the owner of your favorite restaurant.''
'' His parents own it and I just know by looking at a person if the sex is going to be good. You would know these things too if you let someone open your chastity belt.''
'' It's not a chastity belt,'' I roll my eyes at her. It's true I'm a twenty-two almost twenty-three year old virgin and it wasn't because I was ugly or anything, but I always thought I would have my first with a man. I didn't want a tween or just random sex and then he would be gone by the sunrise. Sydney on the other has hand, had her fair share of guys pass through her room and after that we had to watch chick flicks and eat ice cream while she cried about being humped and dumped.
'' Then pop your cherry already,'' she smirks know I wouldn't, not until the right guy came along.
'' Can we move on? Didn't you want to hear about how my day went?'' I ask not wanting to talk about my unused lady parts.
She waves her hand for me to continue while she in un-lady takes a massive bite from her pasta. I giggle at her childish display she was always the fun one out of us both. I stopped enjoying life when my parents died and instead focused on graduating top of my class, and getting the right job. Sydney on the other hand, was a blonde bombshell that lived everyday as if it were her last day.
I tell her about almost getting run over by my future boss and how I slapped him, and stepped on him a little too hard after a few choice words. Her eyes are ready to pop out of their sockets when I finish the story on how I slammed the door in his face.
'' And he didn't fire you?'' She asks completely shocked.
'' No, he said it was all forgotten and then he took me out to lunch-''
'' He took you out to lunch!'' She repeats her eyes still wide in shock.
I nod my head recalling how I had actually enjoyed my time with him, getting to know the person behind his money.
'' What's he like? His dad is good looking so I bet he's way caliente in person. He looks gorge in his pics.''
'' Charming, funny, nice,'' I list off all his traits a little too dreamily.
'' Olivia! Do you have a crush on him?'' She teases making me blush.
'' No, no,'' I try denying it.
'' I think you do! You have a crush on your boss!''
'' He's good looking, but even if I did have a crush on him he'd never take me seriously,'' I sigh.
'' Why wouldn't he? Olivia you're gorgeous, amazing boobs, baby making hips, and a hard worker. He'd be an idiot if he didn't make you the next Mrs. Grey. Oh, Olivia Grey now that sounds pretty,'' she claps her hands happily.
'' Don't be ridiculous Sydney I'm just his assistant. Besides, he has a thousand other girls drooling over his every move-''
'' But none that look like you,'' she points her fork at me.
'' I wouldn't say that. Most of the girls are blondes too and they seem so much more sophisticated-''
'' Stuck up,'' she corrects.
'' Yeah and his mom didn't seem to like me.''
'' You met his mother?''
'' She came to the office to talk to him and she looked at me like I were some insect.''
'' What a bitch-''
'' No at first I thought so too, but there was something in her eyes that screamed mama bear wanting to protect her cub.''
'' Well you do scream gold digger,'' she laughs.
'' There was something in his eyes, something sad and lonely,'' I whisper more to myself than to her. Behind his blue eyes he seemed hurt, almost betrayed.
'' Maybe you can win mama bear over and get in with the Greys,'' she smiles clearing our now empty dishes.
'' Not likely and besides I think he has a girlfriend, some Amanda Carter. He was taking her out for dinner tonight.''
'' Amanda Carter?'' She asks, as she cuts through the pie.
I nod taking my piece of pie from her, '' Yeah. Do you know her?''
'' Her name sounds familiar, let's google her,'' she jumps up grapping her neon pink laptop, forgetting all about the pie.
'' What? No!'' I take the laptop from her. '' We can't invade his privacy-''
'' We aren't, all we are doing is getting to know what kind of man your boss is,'' she says taking back her computer and starting it up.
'' Amanda Carter. Amanda Carter, where are you? Let's try Amanda Carter and Theodore Grey- found her!'' She yells out happily.
While there was a part of me that didn't want to invade his privacy my weaker side wins and I move to sit beside Sydney. I regret it instantly when my I feel my self-esteem fall off of Mount Everest. Amanda was the obvious beauty with platinum locks, turquoise eyes, and killer legs. She was the type of woman expected to become the next Mrs. Grey it was written all over her forehead.
'' Amanda Carter, daughter and only child of entrepreneur Brandon Carter and socialite Camille Carter nee Bernstein…born in Seattle…she's twenty-five…she's a publicist…no boyfriend! There you have it she isn't his girlfriend!'' Sydney says as she reads off of wiki happily.
'' We don't know that and besides look at these pictures they're obviously close,'' I say glancing at a picture of the two at posing close at some benefit dinner.
'' For someone that says you don't have a crush on him you sound jealous,'' she giggles.
'' I'm not jealous,'' I say stabbing my fork into my poor slice of pie.
'' Sure you aren't,'' she rolls her eyes logging off her computer and happily eating her pie, conversation over.
We talk about how her day went at the farmer's market where she has a stand selling freshly baked sweets, but not once does she touch the subject of my boss's love life again. Clearing the kitchen we laugh and joke about pointless stuff, and talk about visiting her parents back in Tacoma before they move to Florida later this year.
'' Well I'm calling it a night and you should too cousy,'' she says jumping off of our couch, '' you need to get your beauty sleep for that boss of yours.''
I throw a pillow at her head but she easily dodges it, skipping to her bedroom but I can hear the silly song she's singing.
'' Olivia and Theodore kissing in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!''
'' Shut up!'' I yell at her before slamming my door on her horrible singing.
'' Olivia and Theodore,'' I sigh as I get ready for bed.
Once I'm in my lacy pink nightie Sydney had bought for me I walk toward my vanity, wanting to look at myself. I had never really cared about looks even though Sydney and most people had told me I was a beauty before. To me I was a plain blonde with killer boobs and too short, standing only at 5'2 without heels.
'' Amanda is way prettier than you,'' I tell my reflection sadly walking over to my bed and laying down.
As I close my eyes I can't stop from thinking about him and his childlike smile, and that hurt that clouded his blue eyes. He had it all, but he seemed so sad…why was he sad?
I shake my head wanting to clear my head and get the much needed sleep my body craved after such an exciting day- an exciting day with him. Slumber soon takes over my worn out mind and I'm out like a bulb.
'' More?'' He asks.
'' Yes,'' I whimper as he thrusts once more.
'' Again?''
'' Please Theodore, faster,'' I moan.
And just like I asked he picks up speed and pumps into my wanting body while I arch, and cry out in pleasure. He's everywhere licking and sucking on my breasts while his fingers circle my clitoris.
'' Theodore. Theo-uhhh…'' I cry as I feel my walls tightening around his length.
'' Fuck,'' he groans as he moves my legs farther apart.
'' I'm coming, oh Theo-''
I wake up immediately and completely out of breath from my shameful dream. I couldn't believe I had just had an erotic dream of my boss! It felt so real, so real. I try calming my breath as I push the covers off my sweaty body and almost cry in shame when I feel the wetness pooling between my thighs.
'' What the fuck is wrong with you, Olivia!'' I yell at myself moving to change into a clean pair of underwear.
Once I'm calm after the scandalous dream that probably wouldn't allow me to look at my boss in the eye I try to sleep again, and beg god not to give me another one of those dreams. As my heart rate calms down and my eyes close again I hear a distinct whisper in my ear.
'' Let's make you come again, love.''
And all I could think is I'm fucked and some sexy part of me says, '' I hope so.''
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