Obsessively Yours (Joe & Ella 1)

He gave a big sigh and sat back again, but made no attempt to stand up.

“That’s a shame Ella, the dress belongs with you and it seems such a waste not to take you somewhere to show it off. Is there anything I can do to change your mind?” He had a cheeky devilish look on his face, but I stayed firm.

“No, please leave or I’ll ….I’ll...”

“You’ll do what Ella? Scream? Tell whoever comes that I came to do what exactly?” He was too calm and collected but I was getting irritated now, I wasn’t in the mood for his mind games.

“I’ll go…this time, but you need to remember a few things.”

“Oh? And what would that be?” He stood up now and dropped the box with the dress back onto our coffee table. His eyes glittered and bored into mine as he stalked towards me at the door.

“This…you and me, it’s going to happen.”

“Whatever, keep dreaming.” I tried to look breezy glancing up into his eyes, but felt anything but. His persistence was slowly starting to wear me down. The mix of his stunning face, the animal attraction all of it was playing on my weakness for dominating men. I had to gather my strength and resolve and keep him at arm’s length.

“And one other thing…you need to get a lock or passcode put onto your phone. It’s amazing what you can learn from a person from their mobile.” He raised his eyebrows at me and then lent down to kiss me on the top of the head before walking down the path and out of sight.

I looked over to where I had left my mobile phone charging this morning in the electrical socket by the television. It didn’t surprise me that he’d looked at it, he had no idea about personal boundaries. I so needed to sort a passcode, if only I could work out how to use the damn thing.

Chapter Ten

Wednesday was a new fresh day and the sun was shining, so I decided to wear my prettiest sundress; a short little yellow number with white polka dots, thin straps and a criss cross pattern on the back. My shitty week would stop today, I was determined. I was going to show everyone that I was in control and on my A game. In hindsight it probably wasn’t the most suitable of office attire after a telling off, but as we had no clients in and no meetings today I figured Frank and Eric wouldn’t mind.

I hadn’t seen Chris since Friday, as he’d been at a conference out of town, so I was excited to see him today and find out how his hot date went on Saturday. He swept into the offices wearing a fabulous grey fitted suit with a vibrant blue shirt and tie.

“Wow Chris are you up for a promotion today?” I laughed raising an eyebrow.

“Ha-ha very funny babes, some of us like to jazz it up sometimes you know, stay sharp and classy.” He sniffed and pretended to look insulted but he knew I was joking.

“So what’s the occasion handsome?”

“Nothing, I just felt like cheering myself up.” He sighed as his computer fired up for the day.

“Uh oh bad date Saturday?” I asked.

“The worst...” he slumped down into his chair with a look of defeat, “he was totally boring, I had no idea what he was talking about at the art gallery, and when we went onto a club I lost him for like ages, then when I went to the men’s I found him stumbling out a cubicle with some hot Mexican guy. Totally the. Worst. Date. EVER.”

Poor Chris. Sometimes he had worse luck in men than I did.

“You’ve still got me handsome, I’ll never bang a hot Mexican guy in the men’s when I’m supposed to be showering you with my attention.” I blew him a kiss across the office and he pretended to catch it.

“It’s okay honey I got talking to the bouncer when I was waiting for my cab and managed to get a date with him on Thursday night. He’s way hotter than surgeon boy.” I laughed so hard my tummy hurt, God I loved Chris so much.

“Ella! More deliveries for you!” Kim sang as she pushed her way into the main office. I was tapping away diligently not daring to look up from the email I was drafting to one of our clients as I said, “Just pop them on my desk thanks.” I heard the rustle of flowers and looked up from my screen to see the most beautiful bunch of purple roses. They were stunning.

“Why doesn’t anyone send me flowers?” Chris whined, resting his chin on his hands and gesturing for me to open the envelope and reveal the big mystery. It was no mystery to me though. This man wasn’t going down without a fight.

Blue eyes,

Purple roses represent enchantment.

You enchant me whenever I see you.

Please let me take you to dinner to apologise for being an ass?

Joe x

“So who’s the mysterious admirer?” Kim asked wholly expecting me to answer truthfully.