My Bosses Pretend Lover

Chapter Six - New Attraction

Brandon’s P.O.V

I swallowed hard, running my tongue over my lower lip as a small moan escaped Nova’s lips as she tried the chicken.

“Damn, that is good.” She said, looking up at me.

“Thanks,” I said, giving her a small smile.

Her words were not the thing that I was concentrating on. The sound of her moan was still ringing in my ears. There was something very sexy and erotic about it. Even though she never meant it in any s****l way at all. I was not sure why she was making me think that way about her. Yes, we have worked together for over two years. And yes, she is beautiful and sweet, but I have never found myself seeing her in a different light. I was finding myself being sexually attracted to her. It is maybe because I am separated, I had begun noticing more because when Darcy and I were still together, no other woman came close to her. No other woman stole my attention. I was all for Darcy, no one else.

“Brandon, are you OK?” She asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Sorry, what did you say bea...um Nova?” I said, cursing myself for nearly calling her beautiful rather than her name.

“I said this is amazing. You are very talented when it comes to cooking.” She smiled.

“Thanks. I appreciate that. It has been a while since I cooked for anyone, you know? I used to cook for Darcy all the time. She loved it but then the weeks coming up to when she told me she was leaving she never seemed to like it anymore. She was always making excuses not to sit down and have dinner together or she would nit-pick here and there about the food. I suppose maybe that should have been a sign to what was coming.” I said sighing resting back on the chair.

She had knocked my confidence in every aspect of my life the few months before she left in mostly the cooking and the bedroom department. She used to love when we made love or had hot s*x randomly.  She changed telling me she was bored, telling me I had lost my touch blah, blah, blah, and for the first couple of months, I believed that until I started screwing around. The women I was f*****g never seemed to have any complaints about what I was doing to them. Also, Darcy came back more than once for s*x, so that built my confidence up in that department again. The cooking? This was the first time I have cooked for anyone since.

“Well, she talks s**t. You shouldn’t listen to her.” Nova said.

“I know that now. At the time, I was stupid enough to listen, it still gets me sometimes though,” I said.

“I know. It is horrible when the person you love, the person that is meant to love you spends their time bringing you down and making you feel worthless.” She said, a sadness to her voice.

I had a feeling she was talking from experience.

“Have you been there?” I asked.

“Yes. I was in a relationship with a guy for a year like that. He was a horrible human being. I finally saw sense when his words turned into more, and he slapped me one night. After that, I made sure he was long gone.” She said.

“Coward that is what he is. I am glad you got out before things but any worse.” I said.

“Me too. Anyway enough about them, let’s change the subject. Who taught you to cook?” she asked.

“My father was an amazing cook. He made sure I knew all his recipes before he sadly passed away three years ago.” I said, feeling my heart break talking about him cause I missed him.

He told me more than once that Darcy was going to break my heart. He told me that I could do better than her. Maybe I should have listened to him. But he let me get on with it because he knew I loved her.

“Sorry to hear that,” Nova said.

“Thank you. He was an amazing man. Nova, you have worked for me for two years, and I barely know a thing about you.” I said.

I found myself wanting to know more. I liked having Nova around she was a good listener. I could open up easily to her. She has always been there when I needed a rant over the last two year but what I am going through now Is harder and different, but she still listens.

“That is not part of your job to know me Brandon...it is part of my job to know you though.” She smiled.

“I know, but I want to. I am enjoying spending time with you outside of the office. So, the plan is we will finish up dinner, and then we shall sit down with a glass of wine, and I shall get to know you.” I smiled.

I was hoping she would not refuse my suggestion.

“OK. There is not much to tell.” She shrugged.

“Somehow I don’t believe that Nova,” I smirked.

Something told me she has more to her than she lets on.

“Whatever. Now shhh I am eating.” She laughed, poking her tongue out at me.

“Yes, mam,” I said doing as she asked.

She laughed before the two of us got back to our meals. I smiled, seeing her enjoying the food. But again with the small moans? It was not good for my sanity. I tried to distract myself and get on with my meal. The sooner we get finished, the sooner she will stop moaning and making my length twitch in my jeans.

“That was amazing!” She gushed, placing her fork and knife down.

“I am so glad you enjoyed it. Though you are on dishes now.” I said, looking at her.

“OK.” She smiled, getting to her feet, grabbing the used dishes and heading over to the sink.

“Nova, I was joking.” I laughed following behind her.

“I don’t mind it is the least I can do after you fed me.” She replied.

“Nonsense I will get them,” I said.

She never listened. Instead, she filled the sink up and started washing the dishes. I made my way to her, standing behind her. I reached over the top of her to try to grab the cloth from her.

“No!” She whined, slapping my hand away.

“Nova, I have a dishwasher.” I laughed.

“I don’t care. Now shoo and leave me to it.” She said, looking over her shoulder at me.

“Make me?” I smirked.

She slowly turned around to face me. The position she put herself in was between my body and the sink, Our bodies close. It was not seeming to be affecting her, me on the other hand? I felt an urge of desire with her being this close to me. She looked up at me through her long lashes. A devilish look in her eyes and to me, it was sexy.

“If you don’t leave me to it I will pour the water over you instead.” She smirked.

“Now that would be mean, wouldn’t it?” I asked, resting my hands at each side of her.

“It would be fun.” She giggled.

I stepped in closer to her, closing the small space between us. I don’t know what I was doing, but I knew why I was doing it. I was doing it to see if she responds to me. The same way my body is responding to her being this close.

“No, it really would not,” I said.

“Could you get any closer?” She asked, a small smile creeping on her lips, her eyes falling straight into mine.

“Yes, I could. It would be inappropriate, though.” I said.

“Yes, Sir, it would be...very.” She smirked.

I see something in her eyes when she looks at me. It looked like a desire to me, could be wrong though. I decided not to push it. I stepped back from her, letting out a breath I was holding in. She never said anything, turning around getting back to what she was doing.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair. I need to stop before I do something stupid.