Falling for Mr Taylor

Chapter six: 2 a.m. Breakfast

Marcus’s P.O.V

As I lay in my bed I couldn’t sleep. Hope was on my mind, our little moments going around in repeat in my head. It has been since I got home over two hours ago. I need to watch what I am doing. It would be wrong for me to go down that road. I couldn’t help myself she intrigued me like no other woman. I grabbed my phone, wondering if she would still be awake. Maybe it was too late to text her? I stared at the screen of my phone for a good ten minutes before I decided I would text her, if she was awake then she would text back, if not she would get it in the morning.

Marcus: Hey, you asleep yet? X

I deleted and re-wrote the kiss at the end at least four times before deciding to add it, it was only one kiss. It was not over-stepping was it? Too late now. I was surprised when I feel my phone vibrate

Hope: Hey. No, still awake, can’t sleep x

I smiled when I see she has put a kiss at the end of it too.

Marcus: Same. Something on your mind that is stopping you sleep? X

Hope: No. Not really tired now. What about you, what is keeping you awake? X

I wanted really badly to write you back to her but decided against it, would be for the best if I never. I would need to come up with something else.

Marcus: Same, can’t sleep x

Hope: What are we like lol? Is there not a twenty-four hour gym or something around, tire ourselves out or something ha-ha? Xx

I am not gonna lie when she suggested that to tire us out another idea to make that happen came to mind, a very inappropriate idea which I will keep to myself.

Marcus: There is plenty around here but that is no fun ha-ha. How about a very early breakfast? There is a twenty-four hour dinner about an hour away from here. We could go there have coffee and grab some food?

It was after two a.m. already, no point in going to sleep I would need to get up in four hours and it wouldn’t be the first time I have went without sleep, struggle with that sometimes. I was not sure if she would be up for doing that? Or maybe she will realise it was inappropriate. I waited patiently for her to text me back

Hope: Yes sure why not. No point going to sleep now up in a few hours. Sure I can last until after work to get some rest lol xx

I smiled widely to myself when she agreed to it. If she fell asleep on the job I would let her away with it since technically it was my fault for suggestion to meet up. I pulled myself out of bed, pulling some clothes on, grabbing my car keys and heading over to her place. I called her, letting her know that I have arrived as we planned. It never took her long to come out and climb into my car

“Hello again Miss Hope.” I smiled at her

“Yes hello again Sir…I mean Marcus.” She laughed

I found it sort of cute that she still made the mistake of calling me Sir when I told her to call me by name outside of the office.

“Yes Marcus.” I chuckled “Hope you are hungry?” I added

“Always.” She giggled “Are we really going for breakfast at this time of the morning.” She added

“Why not, rather this than tossing and turning.” I chuckled, Hope nodding in agreement with me

We hit the road after that, the two of us laughing and chatting. Her laugh was intoxicating, you couldn’t help but laugh along with her. I have met many beautiful woman in my life, been with many beautiful woman in my life but Hope? There was something different about her. Her beauty was more than skin deep, she had a beautiful heart you could tell. She was in a completely different league from anyone else I have come across. I know deep down I shouldn’t be spending anytime with her outside of work, I don’t mix business and pleasure but with her my mind was changing on that. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about her in anyway except as my assistant but I can’t do that. I found myself thinking about her beautiful, her body, what she has under those clothes and what it would be like to kiss those lips. I think I may need to have a chat with Rosa, she always knows the right things to do and say. I really was gonna miss her when she goes.

“Marcus are you OK? You have went somewhere.” I hear Hope say pulling me out of thought

“Yes, sorry. Got lost in my own head.” I laughed

The hour passed quickly with us chatting, we were soon pulling up outside the diner, it was in the middle of nowhere to be honest but it was quiet, the food and staff were really great too. I parked the car out, climbing out and running around to get the door for her, giving her a hand out. As she stepped out she stumbled, tripping over her own feet, falling right against me. I gripped her tightly stopping her from falling, holding her against my chest. She looked up at me through her long lashes, her eyes wide and bright, embarrassed

“Steady now Miss Hope.” I laughed

She really was a klutz wasn’t she? Her cheeks were crimson red

“I am so sorry.” She laughed nervously

“Don’t be. I have worked out you are a bit if klutz.” I chuckled Hope nodded, laughing along with me.

A silence came between us, my grip still firmly on her. Our eyes were connected, neither of saying a word or moving. I could feel the beating in my chest go faster, my breathing becoming rutted. Hope was the same her breathing uneven, her tongue running across her bottom lip. I reached in, pushing the lose strand of hair that has fell forward behind her ear, slipping my hand down, caressing her cheek. Hope let out a soft whimper, showing me whatever was going on here she was feeling the same way I was. I wanted to reach in, press my lips against hers but was not sure if I should. Before I had a chance to make up my mind Hope pulled away, straightening herself up

“Let’s eat.” She smiled walking away from me

I guess that answered my question, she never wanted me to kiss her. I sighed, running my hands through my hair, pulling myself together and followed her inside, joining her at the table she choose at the window. She grabbed the menu, covering her face. I think she was still feeling strange with that moment we shared outside only moments ago. I would find a way to make it be forgotten, not wanting our breakfast to become awkward.