One Wild Night

Once it was close of work, Lucy walked out of the company's building, and she smiled when she saw Tom standing beside the car waiting for her as usual. He was back to wearing his casual clothes and she couldn't tell if she liked him more in suits, or in these clothes he wore.

Tom who was sitting on the hood of the car tried to hold back his smile when he saw her approaching with a smile on her face, but failed, "Hello, ma'am! How was work today?" Tom asked as he got off the hood.

"Work was beautiful! I couldn't wait to finish," Lucy said with a grin as she got into the front seat of the car with him, "I see you took off the earrings already," Lucy observed.

"Yes. We will just stop by the salon to restore my hair before heading home. You're no longer taking the backseat?" Tom asked, looking at the entrance of the company where some of the staff stood, some of whom were looking their way.

"We agreed to make it known that I am dating my driver, remember? Since I can't go to each office announcing to everyone that I'm dating you, this is the least I can do," Lucy said as she tried to buckle her seatbelt.

"Oh, is it?" Tom asked, and leaned over her as though he wanted to kiss her.

"What are you doing?" Lucy asked in surprise, holding her breath as she looked at him, and then her gaze shifted to look ahead of them at the people coming out of the company. Although she was getting used to kissing him, she wasn't used to the whole public display of affection thing.

"Making it known that I'm dating my boss," Tom said as he helped her fix the seatbelt. And then just when she relaxed, he brushed his lips against hers before pulling back, "I'm pretty sure the rumor will start moving from office to office without you making the rounds," Tom assured with a small smile as he glanced at those still standing around the company to make sure that at least one person had seen them.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Lucy asked under her breath. Although she was occupying a major office at the company, she was still the new girl here, and she didn't want to make more enemies than was necessary.

"It's okay, princess. Let me handle it," Tom said as he turned on the car's ignition and drove off.

Once they left, Anita who had been watching them from a safe distance with balled fists, got into her car and gripped her steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were white. So Lucy's boyfriend was Tom? That meant the previous day at the office when she had said she received a text from her boyfriend, it was actually a text from Tom? And Lucy had been messing with her the previous evening when she asked her those questions about Tom? If Lucy had ever considered her a friend, when was she ever going to tell her that her boyfriend was Tom? Anita asked herself as she turned on her car's ignition and followed them.

She was going to give Lucy the benefit of doubt one last time to see if she was worthy of her mercy, Anita thought as she picked up her phone to give Lucy a call.

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Harry raised his head when Jade walked into his bedroom once again, and this time she didn't even bother to knock, making him raise a brow, "You don't know how to knock anymore?"

"Sorry, I was distracted. Why are you still on your bed? We are meeting her in less than an hour. Or do you want her to come in here instead?" Jade asked as she approached the bed where Harry was seated with his laptop.

"I already told you I'm not going. You can have lunch with her alone. I don't care about," Harry said dismissively as he returned his attention to his laptop.

"How hard can it be just to have dinner with a lady?" Jade asked as she tried to convince him, "All you need to do is sit down with her and eat. And maybe engage in a little conversation about yourselves," Jade pointed out.

"Didn't I ask you to let me handle things myself? Why can't you just focus on your case and let me be? Why do you keep doing things without asking for my opinion?" Harry asked, trying not to snap at her.

"Okay. Fine," Jade said, raising both hands in surrender, "Just this dinner. After now I promise not to get involved in your business anymore. You can tell her off if you want to," Jade assured him.

Harry took in a deep breath, "We are all having dinner together, right? You are going to be there?" He asked, reasoning that everything would be fine as long as Jade was on the table with them.

"Sure. I will be there to act as a chaperone so that you both can be on your best behavior. At the restaurant downstairs," Jade said with a sweet smile, and Harry gave her a suspicious look.

"Don't look at me that way. It's a public restaurant. So if you were scared that she was going to try to seduce you, you can be rest assured that none of that would be happening... Although it would have been nice if she did. Now let's get you something nice to wear instead of those boring suits you love to wear," Jade said as she headed for his closet.

"What are you...? Where are you going to?" Harry asked in alarm as he quickly got off his bed and intercepted her, "Do you realize that I'm a man? You are not only in my bedroom alone with me right now, you are also trying to go through my closet?" Harry asked in disapproval making Jade raise a brow.

"So? Didn't you ask me to see you as my adopted brother? I would do this with both Tom and Bryan too, so move," Jade ordered as she tried to get past him.

Harry closed his eyes as he prayed for patience to deal with this dumb woman, "I said assume I'm your adopted brother. I'm obviously not. You were to assume so, not act in this manner. You can't be in my room dressed in... In that."

"What is wrong with what I'm wearing?" Jade asked as she looked down at the short red satin nightdress she was wearing.

"Have you even had your bath today? It's almost 5 PM," Harry said with a shake of his head as he tried not to look at her body. From the moment she had walked into his room the first time he could tell that she hadn't been wearing a bra, and he didn't even want to imagine what else she wasn't wearing underneath her gown, and that was why he had insisted she sit on the couch. How could a lady of her age be acting like a teenager?

"Don't even start. Don't try to pick another hygiene fight with me, you hear me? I just want to help you pick out an outfit," Jade offered.

"Would you be okay with me going through your closet?" Harry asked, and she shrugged indifferently.

Harry sighed. This was one unreasonable young lady and she never listened, he thought within himself, "Well, you can't go through my closet. I won't wear a suit if that makes you feel better. Now please leave my room. If you want to talk to me just knock on the door and I will meet you outside. And try not to wear such clothes unless you are alone inside your bedroom. Thank you," Harry said as he jerked his head towards the door for her to leave.

Jade angled her head as she looked at him, "Do I make you uncomfortable?" She asked with a slightly raised brow as she folded both arms in front of her.

"Yes, you do. Now if you don't mind, please leave," he said in a polite tone as he pointed to the door for her to use it.

"Why are you uncomfortable? Are you attracted to me?" Jade asked stubbornly as she continued to watch him.

"I'm sure you don't expect a response to that. Now if you want me to get ready for the dinner, you should leave," Harry said, and Jade made a face at him before turning around to walk out of the room.

"See you in a bit," she called out to him as she left.

Harry shook his head as he watched her walk away. He had never met a lady he found as annoying and stubborn as she was. Once she shut the door behind her, he walked over to the door and used his key to lock it. The last thing he wanted was for her to barge in on him while he was getting dressed or something.

He glanced at his closet and walked over to see if there was something casual he could wear, although the only casual clothes he had were the ones he has packed to sit at home with her.

His eyes fell on his briefs and he shook his head. What had she been thinking wanting to go through his closet? Maybe he also needed to teach her a thing or two about the opposite sex so that she wouldn't act this recklessly around just any man.. He was a gentleman, but he doubted that the next man she meets might be able to exercise his level of self-control.