One Wild Night

Standing by the window of his office, Tom waited for Lucy to come in so that he could finally reveal the truth to her about who he truly was. He didn't want to keep lying to her or feeling guilty about it anymore.

"What are you doing here?" Lucy asked in alarm when she walked into the CEO's office and saw Tom standing by the window.

"Who let you in here? Come with me, you should leave now before he comes in and sees you here. He can be really mean," Lucy said reaching out to grab his hand, but Tom made no move to reach for her hand, and just kept staring at her with a slightly amused expression.

"I came to fulfill your fantasy," Tom said in a teasing tone while looking into her eyes with an unreadable expression.

"Fantasy? What fantasy?" She asked with a frown as she glanced at the private elevator entrance in the office before hurrying to the door to shut it so that neither her boss nor Harry would walk in on them.

"You have forgotten already? You said you would love to have sex with me on the CEO's desk, I want to make it happen," Tom said as he took a step towards her.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?" She half yelled as she took his hands and tried to drag him to the door, "I could lose my job if my boss finds you in here," She snapped at him.

"Nevermind about that. Tell me the thought of this doesn't turn you on? I'm here, you're here, and the table is right here. I could have you on your back in a second and you'd be crying out my name..." Before Tom could finish, the office door was pushed open.

"Sup, Tom? Can I talk to you for a sec?" Harry asked as he walked in, his eyes on the documents in his hand. He stopped when he raised his head and realized Lucy was in the office. He almost kicked himself when he saw the frown on Lucy's face.

"Shit!" Harry muttered and gave Tom an apologetic glance when he realized he had just screwed up.

"I thought you had closed for the day?" he asked her with an awkward smile.

"Sup Tom? You know him? I mean... other than him being my driver?" She asked both men, looking from one to the other.

"Handy Tom and Thomas Hank are the same person, aren't they?" Lucy asked again in a dangerously low voice, and when neither of them made any move to deny it, she turned around and walked out of the office.

"Lucy!" Tom called out and sat up on his bed his eyes wide open and his heart beating really fast.

Thank goodness it was a dream. It was just a bad dream. He sighed and used a hand to wipe his face, feeling very relieved that it was only a dream.

What sort of a stupid dream was that anyway? He asked himself, cringing at all the silly things he had said in the dream. One minute he had been waiting for her to tell her, the truth, and the next minute he was stalling, and teasing her unnecessarily, Tom thought with a shake of his head.

After his phone call with Lucy earlier, he had dialed Harry's line, and when he couldn't reach Harry, he had tried to get some rest and dozed off while thinking about the entire situation with Lucy and how to get out of it. He could guess that was what had prompted the dream.

He picked up his phone now to check the time and sighed when he noticed that he had only been asleep for less than twenty minutes.

What was he going to do about all of this? She wanted to see him, and he also wanted to go to her. He missed being in her company as Tom. He missed teasing her. He wanted to listen to her tell him about how she had spent her day. But he knew that he needed to start being honest with her before his dream becomes reality.

He glanced at his phone when it started ringing and quickly received the call when he realized that it was Harry. The bastard who had blown his cover in the dream.

"You bastard!" Tom cussed, making Harry pull the phone away from his ear to check his phone's screen just to be sure he was talking to Tom.

"Now I'm beginning to get really worried about you. The doctor needs to check your brain, you ungrateful jerk," Harry hissed at him, and Tom chuckled.

"I've been trying to reach you all day. What have you been up to?" Tom asked as he stretched out his legs.

"I was busy making some phone calls and trying to take care of your loose ends," Harry explained while keeping an eye on Jade's door. He was seated in one of the company's cars which he had asked the branch manager over there to deliver to him upon his arrival at the airport.

"You arrived safely, I suppose?" Tom asked as he stood up from the bed in his mini office room and walked into the office.

"Did I? I think the jet crashed, and you're currently speaking with my ghost. Please find my body and take it home to my dad. Tell him I love him," Harry said dryly, making Tom chuckle.

Yeah, he had asked a stupid question, Tom admitted to himself. "You're such an idiot," Tom cussed Harry as he sat on his office chair.

"I'm sure we both know who the idiot is between the both of us. And you had better watch your tongue and be extra nice to me, else your sister is going to pay for whatever you say," Harry threatened.

"You've seen her? How is she?" Tom asked curiously.

How was she? Harry asked himself, thinking about the stubborn lady he had met earlier, "When last did you see her?" Harry asked without answering Tom's question.

"Hmm, sometime last year I suppose? Why do you ask?"

"Well, she looks awful. I don't think she has been eating or resting enough. And I think what happened earlier, spooked her bad," Harry said with a slight frown as he shared his findings with Tom. Even though she was pretending not to be scared, he could tell that she was very frightened. He had asked a couple of her neighbors about what had happened, and although most of them had been tight-lipped, the elderly man leaving across the street from her had told him what had happened.

Tom sighed, "I know you're going to make sure she's fine. Thank you. I feel better now than I know that you're there with her," Tom said with gratitude.

"I don't think she likes that I'm here though. Working at the office is going to be much easier than taking care of that stubborn sister of yours," Harry complained making Tom's lips twitch in an amused smile. He hadn't expected any different from Harry, as he was a workaholic, and Tom knew that official assignments were easier than anything else as far as Harry was concerned.

"I'm sure she is happy to have you with her, but she's just too proud to admit it. Please be patient with her, okay?"

"Not making any promises, but I will try. About the issue with the private investigator, it has been taken care of. Also, I've asked them to put the house up for sale, you still want that, right?"

"Yeah. Sure. How did you resolve the issue with the private investigator?" Tom asked, feeling guilty that he was overworking Harry. Harry was just too competent and efficient for his own good, hence it was difficult not to leave everything to him.

"I had the guys pay him off, and I also had them deliver a message from you to Anita's family..."

"Anita's family?" Tom asked in surprise as he hadn't been expecting that.

"Yeah. Sorry. I thought I mentioned it to you already. I suppose her family is pissed, considering the way you treated Mr. Wyatt and Anita the other day. But not to worry, I'm sure they won't try anything stupid anymore," Harry said, and then raised a brow when he noticed the movement of the window blind in Jade's apartment. It was obvious that she was trying to see if he was still outside as he had been out for almost two hours now.

"Let's talk later. Got to go now. Your sister is missing me already. She just gave me the signal," Harry said with a chuckle and hung up before Tom could respond.

Harry reached into the backseat of the car to pick his suitcase before getting out of the car. He took in a deep breath as he headed for the door. He really wasn't looking forward to having another argument with the stubborn woman.

Harry raised his hand to ring the doorbell, but put it down, reminding himself that he was going to be living here for the next couple of days, and as a result, he didn't need her to open the door.

Once he turned the doorknob and stepped into the house, he did a double-take when he noticed that the house had been cleaned, and all the books which had been in the living room had been cleared, but more than that, it was Jade who was seated on the lone couch, looking the exact opposite of what he had seen earlier that got his attention.