The Doctor's Plaything

Chapter 3: Hanging Out With the Boss

I was frozen in place and still deciding whether to get in my boss’ car or not. He just kept smiling while waiting for my response. I didn’t want my boss to feel embarrassed if I refused him. I’m sure he was just trying to be nice. Despite what Gina and Marie said about him earlier, I feel comfortable getting in the car with him. 

Besides, what’s the worst he could do? r**e me? I don’t think he’ll do that knowing that he’s a boss in a big company. I’m sure he wouldn’t want to sully his reputation in that way. He can get any girl he wants. He doesn’t have to force anyone. I decided to accept his offer and get into his car.

I was surprised as he reached in and his hand grazed the top of my bo*bs. I gasped as he made contact.

Lance: “I’m sorry. I was just going to put your seatbelt in. It was an accident.”

Valerie: “Uhm, it’s okay.”

He smiled as he started driving once more.

Lance: “So, where are you headed?”

Valerie: “I’m going home. You can just drop me off at the nearest bus station.”

Lance: “Nonsense. I can drop you off at home.”

Valerie: “I wouldn’t want to be an inconvenience to you.”

Lance: “You are not an inconvenience. Please don’t think that.”

Valerie: “Thank you.”

Lance: “So Valerie, do you have a boyfriend?”

I was surprised at his question as I didn’t expect to be so direct.

Valerie: “Uhm, no I don’t.”

Lance: “When was the last time you had a boyfriend?”

Valerie: “I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”

Lance: “Wow, really?”

Lance seemed pleased. He’s looking ahead but I can see him smiling because his dimple is showing on his right cheek.

Lance: “I hope you don’t mind but I’d like to make a stop to get something to eat. I’m just really hungry and it’s almost dinner. Since I have you with me, would you mind joining me? It will be my treat.”

Valerie: “Uhm, my mom is waiting for me.”

Lance: “I’m sure she won’t mind waiting an hour. Please? I’m just really hungry and weak. I don’t think I can drive any further.”

I chuckled as he tried to act all weak. I’m sure my mom won’t mind waiting a bit. She knows I went to a job interview and she knew it might take the whole day. I decided to just say yes.

Valerie: “Fine. I wouldn’t want you to feel all weak.”

Lance: “I’m in the mood for some pizza. Are you okay with that?”

Valerie. “Sure.”

He kept driving and we pulled into a pizza place which I have not entered before. I have had pizza before, but for me pizza is a luxury item which I do not indulge in often. Even if I do, we usually just eat the cheap ones which can be bought by the side of the road.

Lance parked his car, and he told me to stay where I was before he got out of his car. I did as I was told and was surprised when the car door on my side opened. He held out his hand and I took it. He was being a gentleman, and I appreciated it.

He didn’t let go of my hand until we got inside the pizza place. It’s one of those places where you order from the counter and wait for your name or number to be called and you pick up your food.

Lance pointed at the table in the corner and asked me to wait for him there. I did as he asked and as soon as I was seated, I sent a message to my mom that I will be a little late going home but she shouldn’t worry and that’s be home as soon as I can. I didn’t tell her I got the job yet. I wanted to surprise her when I got home.

Not long after, Lance came walking towards our table carrying a tray of food. It looked like he ordered more than enough for two people because he had someone walking behind him carrying two more trays. I helped him take the food off the tray and laid them on the table.

Lance took his seat right next to me once the pizza place crew left with the trays. I looked at all the food. They seem overwhelming.

Valerie: “Uhm, I think you ordered too much. I’m not that hungry.”

Lance: “Don’t worry about it, Valerie. We can just take home whatever we cannot finish.”

Valerie: “Uhm, okay.”

Lance put a plate with a slice of pizza in front of me. I was able to survey what he ordered, and there are 4 slices of pizza, 2 orders or pasta, 2 burgers, a bucket of chicken, and a pitcher of iced tea. Even if I was hungry and had the money, I wouldn’t order this much since it would just go to waste if I couldn’t eat them. I’m not a heavy eater anyway.

Lance: “Go ahead and eat. Don’t be shy.”

Valerie: “Uhm, I’m not shy. I’m just wondering how we could finish all this food. I’m sure the other tables are looking at us wondering the same thing.”

Lance: “So you’re worried they might think?”

He chuckled as he spoke, and I can’t help but smile as I see his handsome face looking amused at me.

Lance: “You are so cute. Go eat your pizza.”

I decided to stop complaining and just eat. The pizza was so delicious that I finished the whole slice within a few minutes. When Lance saw that didn’t have food anymore, he put the pasta in front of me and handed me a fork. I just said thank you and resumed eating. I couldn’t help but moan as I tasted the pasta. It tasted so good as well.

Lance can’t stop smiling as he seemed amused at me. He must think I’m an ignorant child who’s never eaten pasta before. He put a glass in front of me and filled it with ice tea. I took a sip before I said thank you. I didn’t want to speak with a full mouth.

As I kept eating the pasta, Lance can’t seem to take his eyes off me. He seems to be focusing on my lips. I got too conscious that I stopped eating to ask what’s wrong.

Valerie: “Uhm, why are you looking at me like that?”

Lance: “You have some sauce on your lips.”

I picked up a tissue and tried to wipe it off. Lance kept smiling as he pointed at where it was, but I somehow can’t seem to wipe it off myself. He picked up a tissue himself and asked me to stay still as he wiped the sauce off my lips.

Valerie: “Thank you.”

He’s still looking at me, and his eyes seem to squint as he keeps focusing on my lips.

Valerie: “Do I have more sauce on my lips?”

Lance: “No. You’re so beautiful. I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”

I’m sure I’m glowing like a ripe apple as I felt my cheeks blushing. I've been called beautiful many times before, but the way Lance said it made me feel very conscious. I had to look away from him and pretend like I was about to take a bite from my pasta. I could still feel him looking at me. I glanced sideways a little and told him to eat his food.

He chuckled and resumed his eating. I felt so conscious for the duration of our meal that I could barely look and talk to him. His arms kept touching mine since we were sitting right next to each other that the crimson hue on my face never left.

When we finished our meal, I thanked him and promised to pay him back once I got my first pay. He said I didn’t have to, but he wouldn’t say no if I asked him out to a meal. I just said “Okay,” as that would entail us being alone like this again. I don’t think I could handle it again. Maybe I could invite Gina and Marie to come with us.

Lance had the remainder of the food packed to go, and as he gave them to me, I tried to refuse vehemently. He said that it will just go to waste if he took it home with him, so he asked me to just take it to eat later, or with people I’m living with at home. This made me think of my mom and how pleased she’ll be with the food. I finally accepted it and thanked him once more for his generosity.

As we were driving home, I can’t help but glance at Lance once more. He’s a very good-looking guy, and he seems nice. I wonder why he’s being nice to me, though. I’m sure he didn’t invite the other applicants to pizza since he’s with me right now. I wonder if the rumors about him being a womanizer are true.

I gasped and immediately turned my head to the front as he said “Do you like what you see?” He then turned towards me and smiled.

Valerie: “Uhm, I’m sorry. I’m just wondering why you’re being so nice to me.”

Lance: “Is there any reason why I shouldn’t be nice to you?”

Valerie: “Uhm, I guess not. But there’s no reason for you to be nice to me either.”

Lance: “Yes there is.”

Valerie: “What is it?”

Lance: “I like you.”

Whoa. This guy, who’s incredibly gorgeous, rich, and is my boss likes me? My heart suddenly beat fast as I can’t seem to process the information.

Lance: “What do you think?”

Valerie: “Uhm, we just met. You don’t even know me. How could you like me?”

Lance: “I know enough. Also, I think you’re very beautiful.”

Thankfully, we arrived at my home, which saved me from responding.

Valerie: “Thank you for the meal, and for the ride, and for hiring me.”

Lance: “You don’t have to thank me for hiring you. You deserve to be hired, You’re incredibly motivated, and I’m sure you’ll be an asset to the team.”

Valerie: “Still, I still owe you.”

Lance: “If you think that you do, I know how you can pay me back.”

Valerie: “Uhm, how?”

I was getting incredibly nervous at how Lance wanted me to pay him back. He hasn’t said anything yet, but he did say he likes me, so I am scared he might ask for a kiss or even more than that.

Lance: “Go out on a date with me.”

Valerie: “A date?”

Lance: “Yes, a date. You don’t have to answer now. You can think about it. If you decide you don’t want to, that’s fine. I won’t force you.”

Valerie: “Okay, I’ll think about it.”

Lance: “Great.”

Valerie: “I’m going to go. Thanks again. Drive safe.”

Lance: “I will. Thanks, Valerie.”

As I walked towards our house, my heart couldn't seem to stop beating fast. Somehow, I didn’t just manage to find a job, but I also found an admirer and a dinner invitation. Yikes.