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with too much money
to me. “It’s going well, we’ve emailed contracts back and forth, ironing out
details, and I’m going back soon to meet hopefully for the final time.”
    I smile. Finally, someone that understands
where I’m coming from – although Aden is much braver than me. “Where did
you take off to after Uni?”
    He laughs and shakes his head, and I know
he’s not going to tell me. “I’m not giving you tips, Millie”
    I gently punch the table, pretending to be
annoyed. Actually I am a little. Things would be so much easier if I just ran
away but as much as my family make me want to pull my hair out I don’t want to
leave and never see them again.
    Aden laughs and the sound goes straight
between my legs. His laugh is low, deep and too sexy. “I just went travelling
the world for a while. You want to travel?”
    Is that an offer? I shake my head to clear
the lustful thoughts that are invading my mind. I need to stop thinking about
him so much; it’s unhealthy. I have only known him for four hours. Not to
mention he’s my bloody boss!
    He looks at me, waiting. Oh right, his
question. “Yes. I definitely want to travel,” I reply. I’ve seen a lot of the
world already, but it was on family holidays, so I know I didn’t get the full
experience of every place we’ve been to. Five star hotels are very lovely in
every country.
    “There’s going to be some travel involved
with this job. You do know that, don’t you?”
    “Your dad said there would be.”
    “Good. We won’t be gone for more than a day
or two at a time, and it won’t be often, I promise.”
    That started off a whole new round of
inappropriate thoughts – this time involving hotel rooms, planes and
lifts. I was fine with traveling. I actually wish he would make me go away for
a while, and not just so I would have more of a chance to tie him to a hotel
bed.
    Over lunch, I’ve found out that Aden is so
easy to get along with and I like him much more than I should. His family and
childhood was pretty much the same as mine. I love having someone I can share
my true thoughts with, someone that’s felt as suffocated by having everything
planned out for you as I do.
    Back at the office, I spend the rest of the
afternoon filing some new employee forms in my office and setting up my emails.
Aden walks into the room and leans against the wall, casually crossing one leg
over the other. I look up and sigh in my head. Wow, wow, wow!
    “So, are you going home or do you want to
spend the night here?” he says, cocking his head to the side. Well that all
depends on whether he’s staying or not.
    I glance up at the clock above his head and
see it’s just after five already. “Oh, I didn’t realise it was so late.” After
closing down my computer, I stand up and grab my handbag. Aden watches me, and
I feel self-conscious. No one makes me self-conscious, and I hate it. I’ve
never really cared what anyone thinks of me before him. I want him to like me.
    “Ready then?” he asks as I walk towards
him. I nod, and we walk to the lift together. I’ve not seen his dad at all. I
half expected him to pop in to see how I was getting on so he could relay it
back to my mum. Unless she has hidden cameras. I frown. That isn’t too crazy
for Elizabeth Cohen. She would see it as protecting me. Oh my God has she had
cameras fitted? I look up at the ceiling and sure enough there are cameras up
there, but the building had CCTV security.
    “You okay, Millie?”
    I look to Aden, and he’s watching me,
trying hard to keep a straight face. “Yes.” Damn. “Those the building’s CCTV
cameras?” I ask, pointing above us.
    “Yes, why? Who else would they belong to?”
    Clearly he doesn’t know my mum because I’m
not being ridiculous. I laugh it off. “Sorry, silly question.”
    The lift is crammed, but we step in,
squished together and make our way downstairs. There’s hardly, any room so my
side is pressed right against his chest. He makes no