My Bosses Pretend Lover

Chapter Two - Dinner with the boss

Nova’s P.O.V

I gave myself the once over in the mirror before heading out to my car to meet Brandon. I dressed in a pair of jeans, my favourite red top and a pair of heels. My hair pulled back nicely in a ponytail. I never wanted to dress up too much, not wanting to give the wrong impression but not look like I am too casual. It never took me long to arrive. We agreed I would meet at the restaurant even though he wanted to pick me up.  I told him no cause that would feel more of a date than a friendly dinner, and we can’t be having that.

“Hello, mam do you need a table?” The hostess at the front of the house asked with a smile.

“I am meeting someone...Mr Hayes?” I smiled.

“Oh yes, he said to be expecting you. Please follow me.” She smiled.

“Thank you,” I replied, smiling back at her.

The hostess led us through the restaurant, up through the back where the booths were. It was sort of their V.I.P. area. I should have known Brandon would be there. I arrived to find him sitting sipping scotch and checking his phone, probably emails or something.

“Evening.” I smiled, making him look up.

When he did, his eyes trailed me from head to toe. His tongue was running along his bottom lip. I don’t think he realises he was doing it. When his eyes finally met mine, he smiled.

“Good evening Miss Nova, you are looking lovely.” He said.

I felt a blush creep on my cheek with his words before nodding and thanking him. He was looking very handsome, like he always does. I was used to seeing him in a suit; it was strange seeing him in jeans and a tee. I thanked the hostess before sliding into the booth across from him.

“Would you like a drink?” He asked.

“Just water, I am driving so not drinking.” I smiled.

“Sensible move.” He chuckled.

Someone came over, taking our drink orders, and soon bringing them back before leaving Brandon and I to it. I was feeling a little awkward; I am not going to lie about that. Yes, he and I have been alone a thousand times. This situation was different; this was outside of the office, nothing to do with work. Brandon took a sip of his scotch before looking back up at me.

“Do you have a dress for the Gala?” He asked.

“I have dresses but not one that will do for that sort of event. I will get one, though.” I smiled.

“Nonsense I will get one picked out and delivered to you.” He smiled.

“You don’t know my size or my taste.” I giggled.

“Size ten.” He winked.

How does he even know that?

“How do you know my size?” I asked curiously.

“I can tell by looking at you.” He winked playfully, “The beautiful curves of your hips and ass tells me that too.” He added smirking.

I laughed, shaking my head at him. He must have studied my body carefully at some point for him to know my size. I don’t know what to think about that, especially if his eyes have been on my ass.

“You were looking at my ass?” I said c*****g my brow at him, trying not to smirk.

“Yes. Come on Nova I may be your boss, but I am a man at the end of the day. I notice beautiful women and their bodies like any other man would. Only over the last couple of months though after Darcy left.” He added.

I nodded, nibbling on my lower lip nervously. His eyes were looking at me in a way they don’t usually. He quickly ran his tongue over his lower lip before pulling his eyes away from me. I took a deep breath, not used to him being this way around me. He was flirting and not in the playful way he usually does. He was really flirting and that I don’t know how to respond to that.

“Would you prefer red or black? And length wise mid-thigh or knee-length?” He asked, turning the conversation back to the dress.

“It is ok; I will buy my own dress. You don’t need to get me on,” I said, smiling.

“Tough Nova. You are doing this as a favour to me, to buy you a dress for it is the least I can do. Now please answer my question?” He said, his voice sterner at the last part.

I knew there was no point fighting him on this. I have known him long enough to know that if he has made up his mind, there is no point trying to change it. I rolled my eyes at him, pouting, which made him laugh.

“I am waiting, Miss Nova.” He smiled.

“Fine. I prefer red mid-thigh.” I said, “And thank you.” I added.

“No need to thank me. This is my way of saying thanks to you.” He smiled, “Ready to order some food?” He added.

I nodded, grabbing a menu to have a look through it. Brandon and I placed our orders with the waiter before getting back to our conversation.

“See if Darcy asks, tell her we have been casually seeing each other for a couple of weeks, Ok?” He said.

Seeing each other for a couple of weeks? I thought this was only to piss her off for one night?

“Why?” I asked, “And what do you mean by causally seeing each other?” I added.

“Because if we tell her you are only my date for the night, she will work out why I am taking you. By that, I mean casually dating and having sex..” He said.

More lies?

“Really? What have I to say if she asks? Yeah, Brandon and I f*****g?” I said soon regretting my choice of words, could feel my cheeks heat up.

“Exactly.” He winked with a smirk, “Who knew you had such a dirty mouth, Miss Nova?” He added.

“Shut up but fine!” I laughed, shaking my head.

“Thank you.” He said, giving me a broad smile.

Brandon told me everything I needed to know about this Gala at the weekend, making sure I know what to expect from it. It sounded like it would be a good night minus the lying. I was nervous at the same time because I was not used to attending events like that, not as a guest. I have been to events like this as his assisted, which meant working most of the night. It would be weird being catered too and relaxing. I knew some people would be talking because they will know exactly who I am. How cliché...the boss and the assistant. Maybe agreeing to this was not such a good idea after all. Too late now, it would not be very nice if I changed my mind.