Chapter 14

DREW.
Ever since I went out with Kate that day, I'd been unable to get her off my mind. She was all I thought of, all day, everyday and even when I managed to snag some sleep, she plagued my dreams.
When we got to the diner that night, I ended up eating even when I didn't feel like it. Then I dropped her off at her place. She didn't invite me in, just gave me a quick kiss at her door because according to her, she 'didn't want me to keep Hakim waiting'. But I knew she just wasn't up for taking things further.
I hadn't heard from her since I dropped her off on Sunday and I was currently at work now. We were technically in the same building and knowing that, worsened my situation. I wanted her. Bad.
For the first time ever, I picked up my work phone -because I didn't have her personal phone number yet- and asked my assistant to put her on the line.
"Drew? " her voice came through, slightly surprised.
"Are you busy right now? " I asked without premable.
"Um... Yeah, kind of. "
I sighed, "Fuck. "
"Why are you asking though? " she sounded confused.
I breathed out, "I want you to come up here. "
She paused, "Here as in where? "
"As in my office. " I snapped.
"Jeez. What crawled up your ass and died? "
"I'm so fucking hard right now, it's not even funny. "
"Oh, you're horny. " she purred.
"And you're not helping. Come over. " I slumped on my office chair, feeling a sudden calmness from just talking to her.
"Would love to, babe. But I've got work. Maybe in an hour? "
"That's like two years from now. " I whined. Actually whined. Like a fucking loser.
She laughed, "Oh, it's not that long. " her voice took on a sultry tone, "You know what will make you feel better? "
My body locked with tension, "What? "
"Think of all the things we'll do when I get there. "
My dick throbbed painfully, "Shit, Kate, you're killing me. "
"I'm not even started with you yet, babe. " then she hung up.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. There was no way I was going to survive the next hour without some form of action. I leaned back in my seat, palming my length through my trousers, deciding to rub one out before she got here.
I dragged my zipper down, about to bring my cock out when my office door flew open.
What in the ever loving hell?
"Hello, son. " he smiled like a shark.
My hard on waned in an instant. Fuck. Talk about a kill joy. What the hell was he doing here anyway? My Dad visited this company in like, never.
"What are you doing here? " I didn't get up from my seat, I didn't have to stand for him to know who was in charge.
"Why, I came here to see how my company's doing. " he stepped in, leaving my door open like the asshole he was.
"Close the fucking door. " I knew he wanted to create a scene –of anyone who might be unfortunate enough to want to get in my personal business.
He ignored me, strolling around my office like he owned the fucking place, "I like what you've done with the place. " he swiveled to me, "And that chair, I see you've changed it. All the better, the old one used to give me back aches. "
"You'll never get to sit on this chair. " I was beyond exasperated.
He cocked a brow, "You know you're just keeping it warm for when I come back. "
I was done with this shit. So fucking done. What the hell was his problem with me?. I stared at him. Saw the man he really was, not the man the whole of Manhattan saw in magazines. The monster that hid behind his good looks and fake smiles. I couldn't believe once upon a time, I'd called him father. Even when he'd always left me feeling incomplete, I'd still sought him.
That was in the past. I could care less about his existence now.
"What do you want? Why are you here? "
He opened his mouth.
"And don't give me that shit about coming here to see how the company's doing because you know it'll never be yours. It never really was. You just kept it warm for me. " I mock winced, "And I hate to say it, but you did a terrible job. Marketing was never really your jam, Dad. Stealing, now that's more your style. No? " I cocked a brow.
His jaw ticked in anger but he didn't say anything, just fucking stared at me, no doubt thinking of a come back that would hurt me as much as mine hurt him.
"You're nothing, Drew. " he stated with venom in his voice. The hatred in his eyes was so fucking intense I wondered what I did to deserve it.
It actually hurt to say that the similarities between us was profound. Weren't those the exact same words I'd said to Kate during one of our arguments? I had to say I was ashamed of how I treated her. She was obviously twice more the person I could ever be because despite what I'd put her through, she was still here. The fact that she even indulged my ass was a big miracle.
I dragged my gaze to the shell of the man I knew years ago, "I know. "
He actually seemed taken aback by my admission. He still hadn't acknowledged the fact that I was bigger than him.
"What's wrong with you? " ...... And for the first time he actually seemed to... Care. But it was too late for that. Too fucking late.
"I'm not giving you any information in my life so that you'll use it against me. Grow up. "
His brows furrowed as he studied me, searching for cracks under my armour. When he found none, he sat down on the seat reserved for guests.
"Your mom asked me to apologize. "
I was genuinely shocked, that was a first but I didn't say anything. I wanted to see where he was going with this.
"She says how I reacted during the meal was uncalled for. She also said I should say sorry. " she says. He had absolutely no interest in apologizing. Why was he even doing it anyway? He could easily tell her no. Unless.....
I narrowed my eyes at him, "Is she blackmailing you? "
His shoulders went up, "Of course not. " he snapped like the idea was ridiculous.
I took note of how his shoulders went up defensively when I said that and how his eyes were trained on the floor instead of on me, as he did whenever he was dodging a question or in this case, the truth. I couldn't say I wasn't intrigued. What was mom using against him?
I let it go because whatever mom was using against him was between the both of them. I realized I could play this to my advantage. If I didn't grant him forgiveness, mom still had a hold on him, if I did, she wouldn't.
"So you're doing this because she said you should. "
"Why else would I be? " he had the guts to even look confused.
I leaned back, "Well in that case, I do not accept your apology. Take that half-assed shit somewhere else. "
He spluttered, like he couldn't believe what I'd just told him. "What do you mean you do not accept my apology? "
"Exactly what it means. "
"You think I give a damn if you accept my apology or not? " he sneered.
I shrugged, knowing he did give a damn.
Three. Two. One.
"What the fuck do you want? " he yelled, throwing his hands in the air, "me on my knees, grovelling? "
I smirked because I knew it would infuriate him, "You know me so well. "
"I'm never going to bow to you. You on the other hand, are. "
"When you're done deluding yourself, you know where the door is. "
He faltered, "You're going to tell your mother I didn't apologize, aren't you? "
"Count on it. "
"You're a waste of my time. " he snapped then got up headed for the door.
Just to make sure he didn't do anything crazy while he was leaving –like, I don't know, bribe my assistant to spy on me. And she just might do it, seeing as I rejected her advances.
"Why the hell are you walking with me? Don't tell me you're trying to play the good son role now. " he stared at me like I had sprouted a second head and an extra arm.
"Don't flatter yourself. I just want to make sure you don't do anything stupid. "
He shook his head then continued walking towards the elevators. As we passed my assistant, she sat up straighter, pushing her tits out in case I wanted to catch a glance. Newsflash, I don't. She just couldn't get that little piece information that I didn't want her. I shook my head.
My dad was about to push the button for the elevators when it opened, revealing Kate. I forgot I was expecting her.
Her eyes widened as it landed on my father. Fuck.
KATE.
Before I went upstairs to meet Drew, I paid a visit to the restroom where I reapplied my lip stick then moisturized my hands. I even chewed a mint incase I had bad breath. Just incase.
As I stepped out of the restroom, someone came in. "Hey. "
I looked up and saw it was a man. A young man. "Hi. "
I tried to go out again but he stopped me by extending his hand. "I'm Giovanni. "
"Kate. " I returned his hand shake. Giovanni. That name rang a bell. Giovanni... Giovanni... Hell, it was the man June told me about. Her crush!
"I know you, June has said so much about you. " I realized it was a perfect opportunity for me to talk to him.
He beamed, "Yeah? "
"Of course. " I returned his smile, "She says nice things about you all the time. Who am I kidding? June always has a nice thing to say about everybody. "
He shoved his hands into his pocket, "She really does. "
I had to hand it to her. June had nice taste in men. Giovanni was tall and built in an athletic way. He had dirty blonde hair and firm, kissable lips. I understood why she had a crush on him. But I couldn't stand here forever, Drew was expecting me.
So I decided to lay it on thick, "Any man would be lucky to have her. She's a rare gem, that one. "
His eyes took on a wistful look then he flinched like the thought of June with someone else wasn't appealing to him. Figured. He had a thing for June after all.
My job here was done, "Anyway, I've got to get going. See you around. " I waved then walked out.
"Yeah, you too. " but his heart wasn't in it. I almost laughed. Almost.
I got on the elevator then pushed the button for Drew's floor. I stared at my backside from different angles in the elevator to see if it looked too fat because Mike -my ex used to complain about my ass being too big. Fuck you, Mike.
I watched as the numbers counted slowly and finally, I got to Drew's floor.
The doors opened, and I stood face to face with Mr. Rutledge. As in Thomas Rutledge. As in former CEO of Rutledge Towers. And behind him was the present CEO.
Why didn't Drew tell me he had company? I threw a murderous look at Drew for making me face his father unprepared.
Doing what any sane employee would do, I extended my hand for a handshake, "Hi. I'm Kate. "
He stared at me for a second too long and just when I thought he was going to reject the handshake shake like Drew did when I met him, he took my hand in his, a strange glint entering his eyes.
"I assume you already know who I am. "
"I do. " I said pointedly at Drew.
He looked like he was few minutes away from blowing a casket. What the hell was that all about? If anyone were to be angry it should be me.
I waited for Drew to take the lead about where this was going but he just stood there, staring at me like he didn't even know who I was.
"I'm... Is this a bad time? "
"No. "
"Yes. "
The both of them said at the same time. I squinted at Drew. What was I missing? Had I been talking to someone else on the phone? Because he sure as hell wasn't the man I just talked to.
"Introduce the nice young lady, son. "
His father said, smiling.
Apparently, Drew's dad was the nicer between the two of them. Not to mention, he was good looking.
"I apologize for your son's poor manners, Mr. Rutledge. "
He chuckled, "Please call me Tom. " he lifted my hand, which was still in his, to his lips and kissed it.
I felt my face heating. I turned back to Drew and saw he was clenching his jaw so hard, I actually feared for the safety of his teeth.
Tom glanced at Drew, his brows furrowed. Then he smiled, turning back to me, "You should invite her to dinner sometime, Drew. For now, I'm running late for a meeting. " he stepped into the elevator, seemingly happy. "Have a nice day. " he grinned.
The minute the doors closed, I turned the full force of my death glare to Drew. "Why didn't you tell me you had company? "
He stared at me, silently.
"Why didn't you tell me your dad was here, Drew? " I seethed.
But he didn't say a damn thing, he just kept staring at me like a fucking creep. What the hell was I even doing with this guy anyway? He had to be bipolar. That's it.
I spun around, pushing the button for the elevator aggressively. I was done. So fucking done with his bullshit. And to think I broke up with Trent. For this.
He grabbed my hand but I slapped it away. Goddammit it why were the doors not opening?
He encircled his arms around my waist, pulling me against him, "Kate, calm down. You don't want to create a scene. "
The nerve of this guy, "I could give a fuck. Take your damn hands off me. " I slapped his hand, trying to release his hold on me. But I was no match for him; he was so much stronger than me. And that pissed me off to no end.
"Kate, stop. " he growled. Actually growled at me.
I turned to meet his eyes, "What part of leave me the fuck alone do you not get, Drew? "
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, like my telling him to get away from me was hurting him. When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with regret. "Come with me into my office. " he whispered, "Please? "
And just like that, I found myself walking with him into his office. I waved absently at his assistant as I passed but she didn't wave back. Just gave me an odd look. I was in no mood to wonder what that meant.
I walked in then waited, with my arms crossed, as he closed the door then turned to me. He looked exhausted. Drained.
He stared at me and I stared back at him, waiting for him to talk.
"I'm sorry you had to meet my dad like that. " he delivered flatly.
"Why didn't you tell me he was here when you called me? "
"He wasn't here then. "
Was this guy for real? Just like that he expected me to be okay with what happened?
"Why didn't you introduce me to your dad? "
He gave me an 'are you even real' look, "Introduce you as what? "
Okay. He had a point. Didn't mean it didn't hurt.
"What is this? " I gestured between us because I had to know. Why was he cold to me one moment then sweet to me the next?
His shoulders slumped in a way that said, 'I've been expecting this to happen and now it really has'. And I almost pitied him. He looked like a kid. A confused one.
"I'm so sorry, Kate. My dad showed up but I didn't know he was going to come and then I totally forgot I was expecting you. It's just... Me and my dad have a really terse relationship. "
I frowned, "What do you mean? "
He sighed, running his hands through his hair. He did that a lot. "My dad is not the nice person you think he is. "
The man I just met? "What? That's not true. He was -"
"That's just a front he puts up with the world. You'd be wise to remember that. " he said.
Wow. Okay. Now that that was out of the way....
"You obviously look like you're not in the mood to suck face anymore. So another time? " I made a move to walk out.
The corners of his lips tipped up, "Suck face? "
"Well, yeah. " I shrugged.
He took measured, predatory steps towards me, "I don't think I'll ever not be in the mood to suck face, Kate. " he drawled, his sexy voice doing things to my body.
"Oh yeah? " my voice came out breathless.
"Yeah. And I've been thinking about this all day. " he pulled me to him, his lips crashing down on mine. I missed this.
He lifted me, placing me on top of his desk. His hand made its way underneath my skirt, stopping when it reached my panties. I shivered. "Why are you wearing panties? " he growled.
"It's a thong. Not really that effective. " I spread my legs to give him better access.
"Fuck. " he shifted my panties to the side then pushed a finger inside me, "You're so wet. " he wrenched his lips away, his forehead resting against mine.
And he was right. I was so wet I'd be embarrassed if I wasn't so turned on. I rode his fingers shamelessly then moaned when he added another one. The fullness almost driving me crazy. "Yes, yes. " I chanted as he drew me closer and closer to an orgasm. Fuck, the man could fuck with his fingers.
He thrust his fingers in and out faster like he could sense I was getting close. My walls contacted around him as I finally came. I pressed my face into his shirt to muffle my screams of ecstasy.
"You damn near screamed the building down, Kate. " he teased.
I slapped his chest, laughing lightly, my body still tingling with after shocks. That's when I remembered, "Shit, Drew, everyone probably saw that. " since his walls were glass and all.
He chuckled, "Don't stress. While you were too occupied in getting an orgasm, I frosted the walls. "
I looked behind him and saw that the glass was slightly opaque now. Definitely, no one could see us. He stepped back, helping me down from the desk. My legs felt like Gel O and they could barely hold my weight.
"I need a minute. " I muttered, walking over and slumping on his couch.
I felt sleep invading me. Drew seriously had some orgasmic magic going on because this never happened with any of my other boyfriends. I couldn't feel my legs for fucks sake.
"Come over to my place tonight? " Drew asked out of nowhere.
"Sure. " I murmured, eyes closed.
I felt myself being lifted, then dropped on top of a hard body. Was he going to cuddle with me? I smiled, snuggling closer to him. His cologne was the last thing I inhaled before succumbing to sleep.